(with apologies to Stevie Nicks and Fleetwood Mac, unless they approve — in which case — awww shucks)
Wait a minute baby…
Pray with me awhile
Said you’d give them a bridge
But then you changed your mind
Hunting in the Alaskan woods
Where the gray wolf likes to make its home
And now your gun
It wants another animal,
When you shoot it down
Thank the Lord.
And they dread the sound of the dark wings
Of the aerial predator
Even moose met their match — she was praying
And leaving the traces,
Blood and oil in places
Hunting in the Alaskan woods
Where the gray wolf likes to make its home.
And now your gun
It wants another animal,
When you shoot it down
Thank the Lord.
Hold on
The night is coming if the starlet gets the House
I’d stay home at night all the time
I’d lose faith in us, lose faith in us.
Ask me and I’ll tell because I must
Sara, you’re the puppet in their act
Never doubt, it’s a fact
And now she’s out
The Madonna-Whore,
If she gets the House
Say goodbye.
Praying in the USA
Where evolution will cease to b
Science is gone
It doesnt matter anymore
When you pray her way
You’ll be home.
All she ever wanted
Was to know that we were praying
(there’s mental
In fundamentalism)
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