"I roundly disagree with you
You're vocal style's to preachy
All the yokels mock your teaching. "
But Cotton, he was just so oblivious
To all their cutting pleas
Soon the townfolk took to it,
In every pew they looked to him
For guidance just like eyeless lambs
Awaiting that ol' kabob stand
The skeptics formed
The nation's born
They want to have it, Cotton's dream
But Increase had them mounted
And they burned on open fires
So the word spread just like small pox
In the Sudan
The gentry cried:
"Give it a day!" x6
Years and years have passed
Since the puritans invaded our soul
Just like those arab terrorists
You'll never know
But today the gods can't make us quake,
We see our lives as situations
Eyes are eyes and teeth are teeth,
Well mine are rotten underneath
I got two ways we can separate from the clan
If I could fly... I... Could... Fry
I hope you profited from this bulletin
And it stabilized your land
You're drenched, you're fired,
Your Alzheim clan, but
Your father is another one of them
I don't wanna mention him again, cause
I talked to him last night,
He hates my guts
We had a fight
And he called you a s*** girl,
Why's that?
What did you do to him to make him think...?
Increase Mather told her dad, yeah "I roundly disagree with you You're vocal style's to preachy All the yokels mock your teaching. " But Cotton, he was just so oblivious To all their cutting pleas Soon the townfolk took to it, In every pew they looked to him For guidance just like eyeless lambs Awaiting that ol' kabob stand The skeptics formed The nation's born They want to have it, Cotton's dream But Increase had them mounted And they burned on open fires So the word spread just like small pox In the Sudan The gentry cried: "Give it a day!" x6 Years and years have passed Since the puritans invaded our soul Just like those arab terrorists You'll never know But today the gods can't make us quake, We see our lives as situations Eyes are eyes and teeth are teeth, Well mine are rotten underneath I got two ways we can separate from the clan If I could fly... I... Could... Fry I hope you profited from this bulletin And it stabilized your land You're drenched, you're fired, Your Alzheim clan, but Your father is another one of them I don't wanna mention him again, cause I talked to him last night, He hates my guts We had a fight And he called you a s*** girl, Why's that? What did you do to him to make him think...? Explain Request ×
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