Series: Songs of Sacrilege

  • Songs of Sacrilege: Get Your Gunn by Marilyn Manson

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    This is the one hundred sixty-second installment in the Songs of Sacrilege series. This is a series that I would like readers to help me with. If you know of a song that is irreverent towards religion, makes fun of religion, pokes fun at sincerely held religious beliefs, or challenges the firmly held religious beliefs of others, please send me an email.

    Today’s Songs of Sacrilege is Get Your Gunn by Marilyn Manson.

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    Goddamn your righteous hand
    I eat innocent meat
    The housewife I will beat
    The prolife I will kill
    What you won’t do I will
    I bash myself to sleep
    What you sow I will reap
    I scar myself you see
    I wish I wasn’t me
    I am the little stick
    You stir me into shit
    I hate therefore I am
    Goddamn your righteous hand
    Goddamn, goddamn (oh, lord)
    Goddamn, goddamn
    Pseudo-morals work real well
    On the talk shows for the weak
    But your selective judgements
    And goodguy badges
    Don’t mean a fuck to me
    I throw a little fit
    I slit my teenage wrist
    The most that I can learn
    Is in records that you burn
    Get your gunn, get your gunn
    Get your gunn, get your gunn
    Pseudo-morals work real well
    On the talk shows for the weak
    But your selective judgements
    And goodguy badges
    Don’t mean a fuck to me
    I am the vhs
    Record me with your fist
    You want me to save the world
    I’m just a little girl
    Pseudo-morals work real well
    On the talk shows for the weak
    But your selective judgements
    And goodguy badges
    Don’t mean a fuck to me
    Get your gunn, get your gunn
    Get your gunn, get your gunn…get

  • Songs of Sacrilege: Lisa’s Father by Alice Donut

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    This is the one hundred sixty-fourth installment in the Songs of Sacrilege series. This is a series that I would like readers to help me with. If you know of a song that is irreverent towards religion, makes fun of religion, pokes fun at sincerely held religious beliefs, or challenges the firmly held religious beliefs of others, please send me an email.

    Today’s Songs of Sacrilege is Lisa’s Father by Alice Donut.

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    Hi, I’d like to tell you a story about something
    That happened to me
    I was sitting at home just the other day
    Watching some TV, when there’s a knock on my door
    And I went to the door to see who it was, and
    It was a woman with no eyes
    And she had a stackfull of comic books
    And she gave me one and then she said:
    Take it and read!
    And I took it, and I did read. And the story was
    So moving and compelling that I had to write a
    Song about it
    It wasn’t one of your regular comic books
    Rather it was one of those comic books from Chick publications out of
    California, one of those comic books that’s
    Meant to convert you to a fundamental Christianity

    And it was a story about a family
    And the father’s name was … he was name was Lisa’s father
    And the mother’s name was … her name was Lisa’s mother
    And then there was a child, a five year old child
    Named Lisa
    Lisa, pure as the driven snow
    But she was driven in other ways as well, I’ll
    Tell you about that later
    Lisa’s mother was an alcoholic
    She used to sit and knock back JD from 8 o’clock
    In the morning ’til she passed out at midnight
    Lisa’s father however, he was a sinner of another sort
    He was a sinner of a different color, if you know what
    I’m talking about
    He was a kind of a man
    A kind of a man who didn’t keep his sinning to himself
    ‘Cos he was a child-molester
    This was a man who abused his little daughter Lisa
    Every night. Every afternoon. Every morning
    As soon as Lisa’s mother was whacked out on JD –
    He’d go up to Lisa’s bedroom
    And he’d start wailing around this poor little kid
    Making that sound:
    Oh waka waka waka baby baby baby –
    Have me a good time yeah yeah
    Yeah – yeah
    One day he was up there, doing what he once did to
    That poor little girl
    When there was a knock on his front door
    He tucked in his shirt, and he ran down
    And he pulled up his pants
    And he answered the door as quick as he could
    And he said:
    – Yo! Who’s there?
    – Hey, this is Phil. Your neighbor!
    – Oh! Hey, how’re you doing?
    – Hi, Lisa’s father!
    – How’s the weather?
    – Oh, the weather is fine and I know what
    You’ve been doing with Lisa
    But you’d got to let me do it too
    If you don’t want me to turn you in!
    And Lisa’s father said:
    – Whoa, I’m in the soup now!
    What am I gonna do?
    I gotta let him do it to Lisa or
    Else he’ll turn me in to the police!
    – Okay! You can do it!
    You can do it too!
    Upstairs the two of them went
    And from that day on the both were doing it
    To poor little Lisa
    One day the mother dried up just long enough
    To take that kid to the doctor
    The doctor took one look at this kid, and
    Do you know what the doctor said?
    – Your daughter has a venereal diseases
    And that mother, she put two and two together mighty
    Fast, I’ll tell you
    She knew what was going on up there
    And she grabbed that kid – she started running home
    She ran home as fast as she could
    And she ran and she pointed a finger at Lisa’s father
    And she said:
    – You repulsive little shit!
    I hate you! I hate you!
    And Lisa’s father said:
    – Whoa! Whoa, I’m in the soup now!
    She knows what I’ve been doing to Lisa
    He ran!
    He ran out that door as fast as he could!
    He started to make his way down to the bridge
    Just like James Stewart in “It’s a wonderful life”
    He was going to throw himself off that bridge
    A woman with no eyes and a handful of comic books
    Walks up to him ‘n’ give him a comic book
    Just like the woman in my …
    And she gave him a comic book and she said:
    – Just pray!
    Just pray, is what she said
    The next panel said “15 minutes later”
    And he said:
    – Whoa! I feel excellent!!
    I’m gonna go home and tell Lisa’s mother about
    This prayin’ stuff
    And he ran home, and he said:
    – Hey, Lisa’s mother. Listen to this!
    And she said:
    – I hate you! I hate you!
    And he said:
    – Oh shut up you old cow!
    Listen to this:
    Get up and pray!!
    15 minutes later
    She says, she says:
    – I feel great!
    And Lisa’s father says:
    – Let’s call Lisa in and tell her
    What’s happening around here!
    They call in Lisa
    And Lisa is a little scared
    They say:
    – Hey Lisa. We’ve got some good news for you!
    We’re never
    Gonna hurt you
    Never gonna hurt you anymore
    And Lisa says, Lisa says:
    – oh really!?

    lisa jack chick
    This tract was considered so perverse and disgusting that it is no longer for sale by Chick Publications

     

  • Songs of Sacrilege: Jonestown Tea by Otep

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    This is the one hundred sixty-fifth installment in the Songs of Sacrilege series. This is a series that I would like readers to help me with. If you know of a song that is irreverent towards religion, makes fun of religion, pokes fun at sincerely held religious beliefs, or challenges the firmly held religious beliefs of others, please send me an email.

    Today’s Songs of Sacrilege is Jonestown Tea by Otep.

    Warning! Extremly graphic lyrics about child sexual abuse by a Christian father.

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    And it sounds like…Armageddon
    Sounds like…Armageddon
    Sounds like…come and drink with me….
    Come and drink with me

    And I remember him fucking me,
    And I remember liking it,
    I didn’t know any better…

    And I remember the smell, and the pain, and the shame…
    And I remember being afraid and thinking everyday,
    Every single day.. that it was my fault…

    Oh, but what happened to that little girl?
    Who used to dream of one day ruling the world,
    Who used to draw pretty pictures in my room–beneath the moon
    Destroying to create
    Softly praying to “God”

    What do I do now?
    What do I do now?

    As I secretly masturbate…
    But then I’d hear his hooves coming down the floor
    With a Bible in his hand…

    Softly opening my door and he’d say…

    DAUGHTER! The day of your atonement is due!
    Well there’s 3 million sinners out there…
    and that includes you!

    No daddy, don’t… no daddy, don’t…
    LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE!
    NO, I DON’T WANT TO BE FREE! NO, I DON’T WANT TO BE FREE!
    SO TAKE YOUR DICK OUT OF ME!
    PLEASE TAKE YOUR DICK OUT OF ME! PLEASE TAKE YOUR DICK OUT OF ME! PLEASE TAKE
    YOUR DICK OUT OF ME!

    I’m bleeding, it’s not fair…

    You see, there’s this little place I like to go…
    I like to run and hide–deep inside,
    Where all the nightmares are real, and all the monsters come alive,
    Oh, but the things I’ve seen in soft, soft visions and terrifying prophecies,
    Like serpents on the take and gods coming in all sizes and shapes
    Nothing seems fulfilling anymore..

    Well your temples are swollen in deceit and the body of your missionary,

    He’s rotting… rotting in defeat mama?

    MAMA!
    Are the aliens coming to take us away? (mama?)
    Is Armageddon gonna happen again today?

    LOOK WHAT HE DID TO ME! WHY DID YOU DO IT TO ME?!
    HOW COULD YOU DO IT TO ME! WHY DID YOU DO IT TO ME?!

    I will not cry… I will not cry…
    I–PREFER–TO–DIE! than live–this life–of LIES!

    KILL WHAT YOU CAN — CHALLENGE EVERYTHING
    Vengeance is mine…

    Hey, I’m sorry baby…
    please come back inside…we can laugh a little… and live and die,
    no wait. see, I got this hot pot of Jonestown tea
    And it’s been brewing for you and me,
    Oh, it only takes one sip,
    Come on baby,
    Surrender your lips,
    I can take you someplace nice…
    I can take you…someplace NICE!

    Breed my disease, be my disease…
    Breed my disease, be my disease…
    and vengeance will be mine
    It’s closer than you think…

    So I entered his room at 32 past noon
    With my little ritual knife…
    I cut out his tongue
    Liberated his wife
    She loved me for it other world woman,

    Well, that’s what she called me (Destroyer),
    the one who sets you free, (come and drink with me)

    We all die like cartoons, surrender your children,
    kids who like to kill, lies…all lies…

  • Songs of Sacrilege: Cry for the Moon by Epica

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    This is the one hundred sixty-sixth installment in the Songs of Sacrilege series. This is a series that I would like readers to help me with. If you know of a song that is irreverent towards religion, makes fun of religion, pokes fun at sincerely held religious beliefs, or challenges the firmly held religious beliefs of others, please send me an email.

    Today’s Songs of Sacrilege is Cry for the Moon by Epica.

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    Follow your common sense
    You cannot hide yourself
    Behind a fairytale forever and ever
    Only by revealing the whole truth can we disclose
    The soul of this sick bulwark forever and ever
    Forever and ever

    Indoctrinated minds so very often
    Contain sick thoughts
    And commit most of the evil they preach against

    Don’t try to convince me with messengers from God
    You accuse us of sins committed by yourselves
    It’s easy to condemn without looking in the mirror
    Behind the scenes opens reality

    Eternal silence cries out for justice
    Forgiveness is not for sale
    Nor is the will to forget

    Virginity has been stolen at very young ages
    And the extinguisher loses it’s immunity
    Morbid abuse of power in the garden of eden
    Where the apple gets a youthful face

    Eternal silence cries out for justice
    Forgiveness is not for sale
    Nor is the will to forget

    You can’t go on hiding yourself
    Behind old fashioned fairytales
    And keep washing your hands in innocence

  • Songs of Sacrilege: Resurrection by Erection by Powerwolf

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    This is the one hundred sixty-seventh installment in the Songs of Sacrilege series. This is a series that I would like readers to help me with. If you know of a song that is irreverent towards religion, makes fun of religion, pokes fun at sincerely held religious beliefs, or challenges the firmly held religious beliefs of others, please send me an email.

    Today’s Songs of Sacrilege is Resurrection by Erection by Powerwolf.

    Warning! This song contains sexually graphic lyrics.

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    When purgatory’s waiting
    And the girl immaculate
    The highest of commandments dictates to copulate
    No grave is animated, you’re buried all alone
    So let her work a wonder
    And wake your flesh and bone

    Resurrection by erection
    Raise you phallus to the sky and you never die
    It’s resurrection by erection
    Raise your bone up to the sky and you never gonna die
    Hallelujah, resurrection

    The funeral is calling
    The mortuary blow
    Between my legs I’m waking
    I rise from down below
    Why do you think believer
    God gave you carnal lust
    So pray to get a hard on
    Before we turn to dust

    Resurrection by erection
    Raise you phallus to the sky and you never die
    It’s resurrection by erection
    When you wake up from the dead, and the angels give a head
    Hallelujah, resurrection

    (Resurrection!)

    (Resurrection!)

    (Resurrection!)
    Now I want my resurrection
    Oh, I long for resurrection
    All I want is resurrection now

    (Resurrection!) Nooooooooooowww!

    The devil and the maiden
    Prepare for going wild
    The new messiah calling
    The purgatory child
    Before my flesh is fading
    The virgin has a turn
    The third of days we’re climbing the point of no return

    Resurrection (Resurrection) by erection (by erection)
    Raise you phallus to the sky and you never die
    It’s resurrection (resurrection) by erection (by erection)
    Raise your bone up to the sky and you never gonna die
    Hallelujah, resurrection

  • Songs of Sacrilege: Heaven Laid in Tears (Angels’ Lament) by Draconian

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    This is the one hundred sixty-seventh installment in the Songs of Sacrilege series. This is a series that I would like readers to help me with. If you know of a song that is irreverent towards religion, makes fun of religion, pokes fun at sincerely held religious beliefs, or challenges the firmly held religious beliefs of others, please send me an email.

    Today’s Songs of Sacrilege is Heaven Laid in Tears (Angels’ Lament) by Draconian.

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    Behold the skies, they’re full of lies… in disguise
    Behold the skies, they’re full of lies… in disguise

    O, creator, so long we have fallen to our knees
    So long we have murdered our honor, while protecting thine

    Behold the skies, they’re ful of lies… in disguise
    Behold the skies, they’re ful of lies… in disguise

    And we, warriors moulded in the blood of his vanity
    The silent, loyal shepard who tends my light is dead… in me
    So let the night take thee in her arms,
    And dry these tears into her embrace
    It’s the end of pretending and defending…
    God’s holy light

    El-shaddai, we serve thhe, henceforth… no more
    Show me heaven, show me guilt… embrace the pain
    We must suffer to realize, we must despair again and again
    No longer our knees we shall bend, no longer fold our frozen hands
    We long for the darkness, our flames still burn for mother night…
    Behold us now, as we cry, soon to die… to rise again

    Behold the skies, they’re ful of lies… in disguise
    Behold the skies, they’re ful of lies… hear our cries

    I have seen us bathing in blood to defend his very glory
    I have seen us kneel and praise for nothing…
    I have seen him dying in our eyes
    I have realized that god owes us his

  • Songs of Sacrilege: Judith by A Perfect Circle

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    This is the one hundred sixty-eighth installment in the Songs of Sacrilege series. This is a series that I would like readers to help me with. If you know of a song that is irreverent towards religion, makes fun of religion, pokes fun at sincerely held religious beliefs, or challenges the firmly held religious beliefs of others, please send me an email.

    Today’s Songs of Sacrilege is Judith by A Perfect Circle.

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    You’re such an inspiration for the ways
    That I’ll never ever choose to be
    Oh so many ways for me to show you
    How your savior has abandoned you

    Fuck your God
    Your Lord and your Christ
    He did this
    Took all you had and
    Left you this way
    Still you pray, you never stray
    Never taste of the fruit
    You never thought to question why

    It’s not like you killed someone
    It’s not like you drove a hateful spear into his side
    Praise the one who left you
    Broken down and paralyzed
    He did it all for you
    He did it all for you

    Oh so many ways for me to show you
    How your dogma has abandoned you
    Pray to your Christ, to your God
    Never taste of the fruit
    Never stray, never break
    Never choke on a lie
    Even though he’s the one who did this to you
    You never thought to question why

    Not like you killed someone
    It’s Not like you drove a spiteful spear into his side
    Talk to Jesus Christ
    As if he knows the reasons why
    He did it all for you

    Did it all for you
    He did it all for you.

  • Songs of Sacrilege: Astrovan by Mt. Joy

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    This is the one hundred sixty-ninth installment in the Songs of Sacrilege series. This is a series that I would like readers to help me with. If you know of a song that is irreverent towards religion, makes fun of religion, pokes fun at sincerely held religious beliefs, or challenges the firmly held religious beliefs of others, please send me an email.

    Today’s Songs of Sacrilege is Astrovan by Mt. Joy.

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    Angels smoking cigarettes on rooftops in fishnets in the morning with the
    Moon still glowing.
    And here comes Jesus in an Astrovan rolling down the strip again.
    He’s stoned while Jerry plays.
    Life ain’t ever what it seems; these dreams are more than paper things.
    And it’s alright mama you’re afraid, I’ll be here along the way.
    I don’t wanna see those tears again, you know Jesus drives an Astrovan.

    And in my mind there’s a holy ghost writhing on the floor from an overdose.
    You know the best ones never come down.
    And if I love at the tip of my toes reaching out for the great unknown.
    Every addict has illusions.
    Life ain’t ever what it seems; these dreams are more than paper things.
    And it’s alright mama you’re afraid, I’ll be here along the way.
    I don’t wanna see those tears again, you know Jesus drives an Astrovan.

    And when I see those angels on the roof I’ll know I’ve made it when that
    Doobie smoking Jesus puts my name up on his guestlist.
    He said son you’re famous in heaven.
    Maybe you’re famous in heaven.
    Maybe there is no heaven.
    Maybe we’re all alone together now.
    But I don’t wanna see those tears again, you know Jesus drives an Astrovan.

    I don’t wanna see those tears again, you know Jesus drives an Astrovan.

  • Songs of Sacrilege: Heaven by Julia Michaels

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    This is the one hundred seventieth installment in the Songs of Sacrilege series. This is a series that I would like readers to help me with. If you know of a song that is irreverent towards religion, makes fun of religion, pokes fun at sincerely held religious beliefs, or challenges the firmly held religious beliefs of others, please send me an email.

    Today’s Song of Sacrilege is Heaven by Julia Michaels.

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    Ooooh… ooooh…
    Oooooh…

    Love’s my religion
    But he was my faith
    Something so sacred
    So hard to replace
    Fallin’ for him was like fallin’ from grace
    All wrapped in one
    He was so many sins
    Would have done anything
    Everything for him
    And if you ask me
    I would do it again

    No need to imagine
    ‘Cause I know it’s true
    They say all good boys go to Heaven
    But bad boys bring Heaven to you
    It’s automatic
    It’s just what they do
    They say all good boys go to Heaven
    But bad boys bring Heaven to you

    You don’t realise the power they have
    Until they leave you and you want them back
    Nothing in this world prepares you for that
    I’m not a sinner;
    He wasn’t the one
    Had no idea what we would become
    There’s no regrets
    I just thought it was fun

    No need to imagine
    ‘Cause I know it’s true
    They say all good boys go to Heaven
    But bad boys bring Heaven to you
    It’s automatic
    It’s just what they do
    They say all good boys go to Heaven
    But bad boys bring Heaven to you

    I still remember the moment we met
    The touch that he planted
    The garden he left
    I guess the rain was just half that effect

    No need to imagine
    ‘Cause I know it’s true
    They say all good boys go to Heaven
    But bad boys bring Heaven to you
    It’s automatic
    It’s just what they do
    They say all good boys go to Heaven
    But bad boys bring Heaven to you

    Ooooh… ooooh…
    Oooooh…

  • Songs of Sacrilege: Heaven by Kane Brown

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    This is the one hundred seventy-first installment in the Songs of Sacrilege series. This is a series that I would like readers to help me with. If you know of a song that is irreverent towards religion, makes fun of religion, pokes fun at sincerely held religious beliefs, or challenges the firmly held religious beliefs of others, please send me an email.

    Today’s Songs of Sacrilege is Heaven by Kane Brown.

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    his is perfect
    Come kiss me one more time
    I couldn’t dream this up
    Even if I tried
    You and me in this moment
    Feels like magic, don’t it?
    I’m right where I wanna be

    Everybody’s talking about heaven like they just can’t wait to go
    Saying how it’s gonna be so good, so beautiful
    Lying next to you, in this bed with you, I ain’t convinced
    Cause, I don’t know how, I don’t know how heaven, heaven
    Could be better than this

    I swear you’re an angel
    Sent to this world
    What did I do right to deserve you, girl?
    I could stay here forever
    I’d be fine if we never had to even leave this room

    Everybody’s talking about heaven like they just can’t wait to go
    Saying how it’s gonna be so good, so beautiful
    Lying next to you, in this bed with you, I ain’t convinced
    Cause, I don’t know how, I don’t know how heaven, heaven
    Could be better than this
    Could be better than this

    Everybody’s talking about heaven like they just can’t wait to go
    Saying how it’s gonna be so good, so beautiful
    Lying next to you, in this bed with you, I ain’t convinced
    Cause, I don’t know how, I don’t know how heaven, heaven
    Could be better than this (heaven)
    Could be better than this (heaven, heaven)

    I swear this is perfect
    Come kiss me one more time