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Poke At The Pope
Music and lyrics by Donovan P. Leitch
Have you ever seen a picture of Pope Paul?
Have you ever asked yourself this question:
Would you trust this man with your soul now?
Would you trust this man? Ask yourself now
His eyes are sunken and his cheeks are hollow
While you dig the poor of the world they follow
He hoarding up their gold in the Vatican
Would you trust this man? Ask yourself now
Poke at the Pope, that's what we're having
Poke at the Pope, that's what we're having
Poke at the Pope, that's what we're having
Poke at the Pope, that's what we're having
Ave Maria, Ave Maria
Do you remember when the floods hit Italy?
How the things they treasured most were destroyed
All the paintings and the worshipped images
'Cause they lost their faith in the real God
He's going down and he's going down fast
You really didn't think the ignorance could last
All the little children are learning
And the constellation's turning
Poke at the Pope, that's what we're having
Poke at the Pope, that's what we're having
Poke at the Pope, that's what we're having
Poke at the Pope, that's what we're having
Mumbling by the tumbling tide
The king of America humbly cried
Save my soul, save it soon
The king of America fell in swoon
Oh, yeah, my honey
Oh, yeah, my honey
Oh, yeah, my honey
Oh, yeah, my honey
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