All these mighty temples
errected for God's Praise
built to scrape on Paradise
and sell them people faith
a home to give comfort
to all those who believe
a house to line the pockets
of cardinals and priests
Kyrie eleison, you all are bad!
Forgive them, Lord, let them pay for their faults
Kyrie eleison, kneel and regret!
clergy agrees to cash as well as cheque
God's for Sale
Our father in Heaven
give us our daily bread
provide for our profit
forgive all blames and debts
on earth as in Heaven
the golden calf shall come
forgiveness – indulgence
thy will be done
Sermons of Damnation
scare the folks of Hell
the Promise for Salvation is
the merchandise we sell
to fund the wasteful splendor
we sing the endless dirge
and keep the anxious penitent
within the pales of Church
Kyrie eleison, you all are bad!
Forgive them, Lord, let them pay for their faults
Kyrie eleison, kneel and regret!
clergy agrees to cash as well as cheque
God's for Sale
Our father in Heaven
give us our daily bread
provide for our profit
forgive our blames and debts
on earth as in Heaven
the golden calf shall come
forgiveness – indulgence
thy will be done