Now this is the part where the cops break down
It gets real intense, no one makes a sound
Everything looks like corruption now
The cops come back and everybody lose themselves

Now snap back to reality
Cops huddle up now
Yo they gettin’ they story straight?
Lyin’ they ass off

Piggie piggie piggie piggie piggie piggie
They’re making up evidence for BS charges and fees
Piggies (what‽) piggies (what‽)
Grab you left nut, and tase yourself into a coma (what‽)

Black cops
White cops
Skinny cops
Fat cops
Tall cops
Small cops
I’m callin’ out all cops

Everybody report to the protest
It’s your chance for a little revoltest
Cop squeezin’s it’s the season
Just go (OINK OINK OINK OINK)
Abolish qualified immunity
No really, get rid of that crap 😒

The power of Feist propels you

One, two, three, four, tell me that you love Christ more
Five, six, nine, or ten, money can’t buy you heaven
Old Christian faith alive in your heart
Demons don’t care, will rip you apart

You can’t find me on da bus,
No, I ain’t ready to roam
Look mami I ain’t got da 50-cent,
I can’t even afford a comb
I really need a ride,
I ain’t into walking, no
So come give me a buck,
If you into getting home

At the COPPA, COPPA-compliance
Where kids are the subject because some parents neglect
At the COPPAAAAAA
Let’s play some games

Nowadays, everybody wanna hoc like they got something fo’ sale
But nothing gets sold when they post their shit
It’s just a bunch of scammer lists
And Amazon laughs cause we forgot about eBay

We don’t need no ministration
We don’t need no thought control
No dark brain-washing in Sunday-school
Preacher, leave them kids alone

Hey, preacher, leave them kids alone
All in all it’s just another pew in the hall
All in all you’re just another pew in the hall

We don’t need no private lessons
No fondling under the robes
We don’t need no priestly groping
No molestation of altar-boys

Hey, preacher, leave them kids alone
All in all it’s just another slave in the church
All in all you’re just another left in a lurch

Weekly confessing doesn’t do much
Absolution don’t work that way
You have to stop forever or else
It won’t count if you do it again

Hey, preacher, leave them kids alone
All in all it’s just another pew in the hall
All in all you’re just another pew in the hall

One smack, two smack, three smack, four smack
Everybody gobsmacked, go and get a big snack
Art’s just started, got all night, volume up, start the show
Hunker down and dim the lights
And now to watch an evil, nasty blow