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  • 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!?

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