Megalomania
Watch out John Paul!!! The Pope says to the atheist in God's name I do swear You're searching blindly in the dark for something that ain't there The atheist says to the Pope there ain't no getting round it You too were searching in the dark for nothing... but you found it You're all right Jack, ain't gonna look back - megalomaniac You tell us to give up our wealth to those who are without To all yours third world victims with you famine and your drought But tell me Johnny Paul my son, if I should make so bold Why don't ya donate just one of your robes of silk and gold You're all right Jack, ain't gonna look back - megalomaniac Your churches plastered inside out with all that precious gear Gear which if it was to be sold could dry many a tear You tour the earth in costly wheels at times you stoop so low To let some low scum kiss you hand at your mobile ego show You're all right Jack, ain't gonna look back - megalomaniac I never pretended to care about all those in need I never tried to cover up I'm in it just for me But someday they'll burn your temples down and strip your churches bare And lynch you from the nearest tree... but I don't think that I'll care... You're all right Jack, ain't gonna look back - megalomaniac Pray to God man!
Submitted by Morgoth — Jul 05, 2026
So it's Monday, and a quarter to one and a new day, it's just begun Get together and head for the door... and I'm guided by a primitive lust To suck dry the populace, so devious and selfish to the core... So don't cane my ears 'bout morals and vice You're just a pawn in my paradise I'm a parasite in paradise You make me laugh, 'cos you pump me full, you make me retch you're so gullible And only death will satisfy my greed... it's such a joke, 'cos I draw you off Unlike a leech, you can't burn me off, but it's bread, it ain't blood that I need... So don't cane my ears 'bout morals and vice You're just a pawn in my paradise I'm a parasite in paradise It's such a shame 'cos you'll never learn, who are you?.. that's ain't my concern All I need's your attention and your wealth... you're like a drip feed sticking in my arm Don't say a word and just cross my palm, and keep donating to my anti-health So don't cane my ears 'bout morals and vice You're just a pawn in my paradise I'm a parasite in paradise
Submitted by Morgoth — Jul 05, 2026
Alarms are hanging off the walls On this our glorious day Violated Miss Needlework Cos she got in the way And the headmaster is quaking With a compass at his balls A scrotum full of clotted blood Invalidates his rules, his rules Calling the shots And Mr. Fit the gym teacher Is flexing off his jaw The janitor is strapped to his desk Inside his burning store And down there in the tuck shop Leghorn and Jesus Hate Stick tequila in the pepsi And cut sherbet with sulphate, with sulphate
Submitted by Morgoth — Jul 05, 2026