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Songs of Sacrilege: Supertheory of Supereverything by Gogol Bordello

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This is the latest 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 Supertheory of Supereverything by Gogol Bordello.

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First time I had read the Bible
It had stroke me as unwitty
I think it may started rumor
That the Lord ain’t got no humor

Put me inside SSC
Let’s test superstring theory
Oh, yo, yo, yoi, accelerate the protons
I stir it twice and then just add me, ’cause

I don’t read the Bible (Bible)
I don’t trust disciple (disciple)
Even if they’re made of marble
Or Canal Street bling

I don’t read the Bible (Bible)
I don’t trust disciple (disciple)
Even if they’re made of marble
Or Canal Street bling

From the maelstrom of the knowledge
Into labyrinth of doubt
Froze underground ocean
Melting, nuking on my mind

Give me Everything Theory
Without Nazi uniformity
My brothers are protons (protons)
My sisters are neurons (neurons)
I stir it twice, it’s instant family

I don’t read the Bible (Bible)
I don’t trust disciple (disciple)
Even if they’re made of marble
Or Canal Street bling

My brothers are protons (protons)
My sisters are neurons (neurons)
I stir it twice, dlja prekrastnih dam

Do you have sex maniacs
Or schizophrenics
Or astrophysicists in your family?
Was my grandma anti, anti?
Was my grandpa bounty, bounty?
Ah-ah, ah, ah, ah
They ask in embassy, boom!

I don’t read the Bible (Bible)
I don’t trust disciple (disciple)
Even if they’re made of marble
Or Canal Street bling

And my grandma, she was anti
And my grandpa, he was bounty!
I stir it twice and Canal Street Bling, go!

Party, party, party, party
Party, party, party, party
Party, party, party, party
Party, party, afterparty

Oh, yo, yo, yoi, accelerate the protons
I stir it twice and then just add me

Bruce Gerencser, 66, lives in rural Northwest Ohio with his wife of 45 years. He and his wife have six grown children and thirteen grandchildren. Bruce pastored Evangelical churches for twenty-five years in Ohio, Texas, and Michigan. Bruce left the ministry in 2005, and in 2008 he left Christianity. Bruce is now a humanist and an atheist.

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Songs of Sacrilege: Born Again Again by Legendary Shack Shakers

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Today’s Song of Sacrilege is Born Again Again by Legendary Shack Shakers.

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Jesus died for me
God has set me free
Free from the rules of responsibility
Born again again

Words don’t matter to me
Faith can cover up a sea of iniquity
Human nature is so bittersweet
Born again again

Born again again
In and out of the world of sin, and back in
Guess I’m a little noncommittal
Born again again

Well take a look at the look on my face
Congregation’s lappin’ up my case of praise
Liberation, sweet predestination
Born again again

Drinkin’ druggin’ around
Putting bets around town they found
Inebriation, incarceration
Born again again

Down on bended knee
Bobbing like a cork up and down in the bapistry
Talkin’ the walk, but not walkin’ the talk
Ya see I’m born again again

Born again again
In and out of the world of sin, and back in
Guess I’m a little noncommittal
Born again again

Bruce Gerencser, 66, lives in rural Northwest Ohio with his wife of 45 years. He and his wife have six grown children and thirteen grandchildren. Bruce pastored Evangelical churches for twenty-five years in Ohio, Texas, and Michigan. Bruce left the ministry in 2005, and in 2008 he left Christianity. Bruce is now a humanist and an atheist.

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Songs of Sacrilege: Forgiven by Alanis Morissette

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Today’s Song of Sacrilege is Forgiven by Alanis Morissette.

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You know how us Catholic girls can be
We make up for so much time a little too late
I never forgot it, confusing as it was
No fun with no guilt feelings
The sinners, the saviors, the lover-less priests
I’ll see you next Sunday

We all had our reasons to be there
We all had a thing or two to learn
We all needed something to cling to
So we did

I sang Alleluia in the choir
I confessed my darkest deeds to an envious man
My brothers they never went blind for what they did
But I may as well have
In the name of the Father, the Skeptic and the Son
I had one more stupid question

We all had our reasons to be there
We all had a thing or two to learn
We all needed something to cling to
So we did

What I learned I rejected but I believe again
I will suffer the consequence of this inquisition
If I jump in this fountain, will I be forgiven

We all had our reasons to be there
We all had a thing or two to learn
We all needed something to cling to
So we did

We all had delusions in our head
We all had our minds made up for us
We had to believe in something
So we did

Bruce Gerencser, 66, lives in rural Northwest Ohio with his wife of 45 years. He and his wife have six grown children and thirteen grandchildren. Bruce pastored Evangelical churches for twenty-five years in Ohio, Texas, and Michigan. Bruce left the ministry in 2005, and in 2008 he left Christianity. Bruce is now a humanist and an atheist.

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Songs of Sacrilege: Summon Satan by Advance Base

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This is the latest 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 Summon Satan by Advance Base.

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You had tried to summon Satan
But screwed up the incantation
& left an open portal
On your parents’ kitchen wall
& the demons you released that day
Have stayed with you you along your way
Screaming in your ear
Kill them all

You can worry about the future
You can worry about the past
You can worry about how long
This curse is going to last

You were walking through the park one night
Angry looking for a fight
When you heard a busker
Playing accordion

You stuck him twice & down he fell
Sealed your passage straight to hell
& you knew at once
That you would kill again

You can worry about the future
You can worry about the past
You can worry about how long
This loneliness will last

You can worry about the future
You can worry about the past
You can worry about how long
This curse is going to last

Bruce Gerencser, 66, lives in rural Northwest Ohio with his wife of 45 years. He and his wife have six grown children and thirteen grandchildren. Bruce pastored Evangelical churches for twenty-five years in Ohio, Texas, and Michigan. Bruce left the ministry in 2005, and in 2008 he left Christianity. Bruce is now a humanist and an atheist.

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Songs of Sacrilege: You Might Not Like Her by Maddie Zahm

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Today’s Song of Sacrilege is You Might Not Like Her by Maddie Zahm.

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If you would’ve told me I’d throw away my purity ring
In the middle of an airport
My younger self would laugh, would never believe that
It’s against everything that we stood for
She’d hate that I’ve smoked weed and cuss frequently
And she’d try to convert everyone I call a bestie
You’ll throw shots in the dark and black out at a bar
There’ll be good, then there’ll be bad parts

Someday, you’ll kiss a girl and you’ll panic
Some guy’ll break your heart and you’ll feel manic
Then you’ll learn to let people have their opinions
And talk about your traumas and like the body you live in
Someday, you’ll learn to keep your own secrets
Say you’re doin’ okay and really mean it
You’ll lose your faith a bit and question if she’s you
For a while you might not like her, but I do

Some days feel like whiplash, one-eighties, and you’ll hate that
You’ll label yourself just to take it back
Convinced you’re not bi ’cause you’re way too into guys
And the first time you have sex, you’ll cry
You’ll sometimes skip meals and numb how you feel
And you’ll miss the old you, but here’s the deal
That good girl you were was really fucking bad at being real

Someday, you’ll kiss a girl and you’ll panic
Some guy’ll break your heart and you’ll feel manic
Then you’ll learn to let people have their opinions
And talk about your traumas and like the body you live in
Someday, you’ll learn to keep your own secrets
Say you’re doin’ okay and really mean it
You’ll lose your faith a bit and question if she’s you
For a while you might not like her, but I do

You might not like her
You might not like her
You might not like her
You might not like her

Someday, you’ll think you disappoint your parents
But they’ll love you, not despite, but regardless
And you’ll learn to let people have shitty opinions
And talk about your traumas and like the body you live in
Someday, you’ll learn to keep your own secrets
Say you’re doin’ okay and really mean it
You’ll lose your faith a bit and question if she’s you
And for a while you might not like her, but I do

Bruce Gerencser, 66, lives in rural Northwest Ohio with his wife of 45 years. He and his wife have six grown children and thirteen grandchildren. Bruce pastored Evangelical churches for twenty-five years in Ohio, Texas, and Michigan. Bruce left the ministry in 2005, and in 2008 he left Christianity. Bruce is now a humanist and an atheist.

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Songs of Sacrilege: No Plan by Hozier

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Today’s Song of Sacrilege is No Plan by Hozier.

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For starts
What a waste to say the heart could feel apart
Or feel complete, baby
Why would you make out of words
A cage for your own bird?
When it sings so sweet
The screaming, heaving, fuckery of the world?
Why would you offer a name
To the same old tired pain?
When all things come from nothin’
And honey, if nothin’s gained?

My heart is thrilled by the still of your hand
That’s how I know now that you understand

There’s no plan
There’s no race to be run
The harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun
There’s no plan
There’s no kingdom to come
I’ll be your man if you got love to get done
Sit in and watch the sunlight fade
Honey, enjoy, it’s gettin’ late
There’s no plan
There’s no hand on the rein
As Mack explained, there will be darkness again

Let it hurl, let the awful song be heard
Blue bird, I know your beat, baby
But your secret is safe with me
‘Cause if secrets were like seeds
Keep my body from the fire
Hire a gardener for my grave
Your secret is safe with me
And if secrets were like seeds
When I’m lying under marble
Marvel at flowers you’ll have made

My heart is thrilled by the still of your hand
That’s how I know now that you understand

There’s no plan
There’s no race to be run
The harder the pain, honey, the sweeter the song
There’s no plan
There’s no kingdom to come
I’ll be your man if you got love to get done
Sit in and watch the sunlight fade
Honey, enjoy, it’s gettin’ late
There’s no plan
There’s no hand on the rein
As Mack explained, there will be darkness again

My heart is thrilled by the still of your hand
That’s how I know now that you understand
How big the hourglass, how deep the sand
I shouldn’t have hoped to know, but here I stand

There’s no plan
There’s no race to be run
The harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun
There’s no plan
There’s no kingdom to come
I’ll be your man if you got love to get done
Sit in and watch the sunlight fade
Honey, enjoy, it’s gettin’ late
There’s no plan
There’s no hand on the rein
As Mack explained, there will be darkness again

Bruce Gerencser, 66, lives in rural Northwest Ohio with his wife of 45 years. He and his wife have six grown children and thirteen grandchildren. Bruce pastored Evangelical churches for twenty-five years in Ohio, Texas, and Michigan. Bruce left the ministry in 2005, and in 2008 he left Christianity. Bruce is now a humanist and an atheist.

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Songs of Sacrilege: WWJD by The Axis of Awesome

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Today’s Song of Sacrilege is WWJD by The Axis of Awesome.

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Life isn’t always easy
It isn’t always fun
When you lose direction
Your world can come undone
When you’re in need of guidance
and help is overdue
you may ask yourself this question
What Would Jesus Do?

If he were at a party
and the host ran out of wine
He’d make some more with magic
And bring on back good times

But in this situation
you couldn’t see it through
He’s the son of god
And he shits all over you

You can’t do, what Jesus can do
You’re the king of nothing
And he’s the king of Jews
He knows every magic trick
You only only know a few
Don’t even bother asking
What Would Jesus Do?

Can you heal a leper or feed a crowd with fish and bread
Can you walk on water, Did you rise from the dead
Did you give your life up to save humans from bad luck
Were you born of Virgin birth or did your parents fuck

You can’t do what Jesus can do
He had 12 apostles
and no one follows you
When faced with a dilemma
Let logic guide you through
What kind of dickhead wonders
What Would Jesus Do?

When Jesus was betrayed and rob of all his trust
He used his laser vision to turn Judas into dust.
When Lois Lane was dying Jesus held her in his arms
He flew backwards round the world to keep her safe from harm.
When Jesus tours the country in his rock and roll band KISS
Thousands cheer his music, even though it’s hit and miss.

You can’t do what Jesus can do
Jesus shits all over you
There are three of him
There’s only one of you
And Jesus can fly
He can cure a blind man
You can’t cure the flu
You’re good at nothing
He’s a zombie wizard who also knows kung-fu

So next time you’re in trouble
Thinking, What Would Jesus Do?
Try not to forget
He’s a million, billion, trillion times better than you

God gave Rock ‘n Roll to you
Gave Rock ‘n Roll to you
Gave Rock ‘n Roll to everyone
God gave Rock ‘n Roll to you
Gave Rock ‘n Roll to you
Put it in the soul of everyone

Bruce Gerencser, 66, lives in rural Northwest Ohio with his wife of 45 years. He and his wife have six grown children and thirteen grandchildren. Bruce pastored Evangelical churches for twenty-five years in Ohio, Texas, and Michigan. Bruce left the ministry in 2005, and in 2008 he left Christianity. Bruce is now a humanist and an atheist.

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Songs of Sacrilege: Hold On, Hold On by Neko Case

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Today’s Song of Sacrilege is Hold On, Hold On by Neko Case.

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he most tender place in my heart is for strangers
I know it’s unkind, but my own blood is much too dangerous
Hangin’ round the ceiling half the time
Hangin’ round the ceiling half the time

Compared to some, I’ve been around
But I really tried so hard

That echo chorus lied to me with its
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

In the end, I was the mean girl
Or somebody’s in between girl
Now it’s the devil I love
And that’s as funny as real love

I leave the party at 3 a.m.
Alone, thank God
With Valium from the bride
It’s the devil I love, it’s the devil I love
And that’s as funny as real love
And that’s as real as true love

That echo chorus lied to me with its
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

That echo chorus lied to me with its
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

Bruce Gerencser, 66, lives in rural Northwest Ohio with his wife of 45 years. He and his wife have six grown children and thirteen grandchildren. Bruce pastored Evangelical churches for twenty-five years in Ohio, Texas, and Michigan. Bruce left the ministry in 2005, and in 2008 he left Christianity. Bruce is now a humanist and an atheist.

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Songs of Sacrilege: Feel a Sin Comin’ On by Pistol Annies

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This is the latest 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 Feel a Sin Comin’ On by Pistol Annies.

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I feel a sin comin’ on
I feel a right that’s about to go wrong
I got a shiver down to the bone
I feel a sin comin’ on

I got a buzz in my brain
Drunk on a love goin’ down like champagne
I got a feelin’ it’s gonna leave a lipstick stain
And I’ll be the only one to blame

And you can see it
All over my face
Sweet temptation
All over the place
Give me tall, dark and handsome
Mix it up with something strong
I feel a sin (I feel a sin) comin’ on

Please, Jesus, don’t hold me back
I know it ain’t mine, but I want it so bad
The smoke and the whiskey’s
Got me feeling easy
And the lights are all fadin’ to black

And you can see it
All over my face
Sweet temptation
All over the place
Give me tall, dark and handsome
Mix it up with something strong
I feel a sin (I feel a sin) comin’ on

And you can see it (and you can see it)
All over my face (all over my face)
Sweet temptation
All over the place
Give me tall, dark and handsome
Mix it up with something strong
I feel a sin (I feel a sin) comin’ on
I feel a sin (oh, I feel a sin) comin’ on

Bruce Gerencser, 66, lives in rural Northwest Ohio with his wife of 45 years. He and his wife have six grown children and thirteen grandchildren. Bruce pastored Evangelical churches for twenty-five years in Ohio, Texas, and Michigan. Bruce left the ministry in 2005, and in 2008 he left Christianity. Bruce is now a humanist and an atheist.

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Songs of Sacrilege: If There Is A God (He’s A Queen) by Romanovsky & Philips

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This is the latest 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 If There Is A God (He’s A Queen) by Romanovsky & Philips.

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I’ve been around the block
I’ve seen a lot of sights
From the outback of Australia
To Alaska’s northern lights
And I have to say I’m so impressed
With the beauty of this earth
And I have theory to impart
For whatever it is worth

Chorus:
Just think about the things you’ve seen
The mountains and the oceans and the prairies in between
Oh, people can’t you see
It’s obvious to me
That if there is a god, he’s a queen

Just drive through the Canyonlands
And you, too, will believe
‘Cause there are color combinations
That no straight man could conceive
The striations and the textures
You will see there in the land
Could have only been invented by
A nelly holy man

(Chorus)

Now the Bible says
He did it all within a week
And I’m quite impressed
Thought I’ve also got a small critique
He should not have taken that seventh day of rest
‘Cause he could have done a little more work
On the Midwest (at least Ohio!)

Stroll through New England
When Autumn’s in full force
To confirm my reference to the sexual preference
Of the one we call The Source
And if you think I need more evidence
To really validate my claim
What about the guy who wrote
“For purple mountains’ majesty
Above the ‘fruited’ plain?”

(Chorus)

Now it seems we’ve solved one mystery
Of the earth and its creator
Jesus might have been a carpenter
But his father was a decorator

(Chorus)

Bruce Gerencser, 66, lives in rural Northwest Ohio with his wife of 45 years. He and his wife have six grown children and thirteen grandchildren. Bruce pastored Evangelical churches for twenty-five years in Ohio, Texas, and Michigan. Bruce left the ministry in 2005, and in 2008 he left Christianity. Bruce is now a humanist and an atheist.

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