Lyrics - The Pope by Cadell Meryn

It began as a regular day in my room,with a cup of hot black coffee
Sure,
I was depressed but
I always am
Some people love life, well not me.
But then the choppers came,two by two by tenannouncing apocalypse of a different kind
So
I ran out of my room, ran down the stairs
Down the street into
Nathan
Phillips
Square
People, people running and horses everywhere
Yeah, the
Pope,
Pope,
Pope,
Pope,
Pope
We're all here to see the
Pope,
Pope,
Pope,
Pope,
Pope
Well you got yer pope pennants, buttons,yer pope clothes
You got yer pope binoculars to see him up closeand
I cried when
I saw that man in white
I cried much to my surrounder's delight.
I cried 'cause
I couldn't breathe anymore
I cried 'cause people were stepping on my feet
Hey, hey
Mr.
Holiness, way over there,maybe we love you but we're sadly lakcing air.
Well,
I love that man,
Pope
John
Paul
III.
I love him, probably more than he deserves.
Okay, so he persecutes homosexuals,does not believe in abortion,vists with
Kurt
Waldheimand tells us not to take the
Pill,there's still a certain je ne sais quoi...
Some peace, some love some goodwill
Yeah, the
Pope,
Pope,
Pope,
Pope
Pope.(
Etc.)
Then he scooted away in that great
Popemobile
I was feeling so trampled
I didn't know what else to feel.
Then we all kissed the groundwhere
John
Paul had been.....
I can hardly waittil someone famous comes to town again.

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