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Strange Boy — Pope
Artist: → Strange Boy
Strange Boy — Pope — lyrics
Pope Lyrics(Clears throat and spits)
Run around the ?? doing laps
To try to get away from myself
Peace of mind, mine don’t last
Maybe sometimes that’s for the best
Crash land on to the couch for the day
Stress levels off of the charts
Maybe one day I’ll be set like the Pope
Gold chain around my neck with the staff
I want a big house, like the Pope has
I want lots of fans, like the Pope has
I want the bulletproof car, like the Pope has
Walk around in my gown, like the Pope can
With thе big gold rings on both hands
The pointy hat and the throne
Whеn my dad said to me, ‘Son what you want to be
When you grow up?» I said ‘The Pope’
I live a sorry life
Cause I’m a sorry lad
But I’m not sorry for it at all
I’ve washed my hands of the blood of Christ
Cheap wine is all it was
When I’m full of drink
Indulgences couldn’t purify my thoughts
So I’ve nothing to confess to you father
Why didn’t you confess to us?
So I drink some more like I’m supposed to
And piss away my pain
Fall asleep in ?? of a rundown ??
Cause I’ve been off my tits all day
And when the doors lock and I’m drifting off
On a piss-stained cold floor
I’ll dream of the life that I could’a lived
If I was the Pope
I want a big house, like the Pope has
I want lots of fans, like the Pope has
I want the bulletproof car, like the Pope has
Walk around in my gown, like the Pope can
With the big gold rings on both hands
The pointy hat and the throne
When my dad said to me, ‘Son what you want to be
When you grow up?» I said ‘The Pope.
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