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They're singing secular songs in the churches And there's not a of word of God It's all Schubert and Beethoven Oh and lots of French love songs So let
parchment papers in jars, corrected letters, confused corrections 'twixt lines, that lordly contempt for the obvious which hath ever been the mark of
I was born secular and inconsolable I heard that he walked he walked the earth God goes where he wants and who knows where he is not Not in me It'
Here trapped in lies, blind with rage With love he tried, don't forget he's watching over you Withdrawn from life, wait for days Bring out the dead, wasted
Traduction: Zappa, Frank. L'humanisme laïque.
Traduction: Lewis, Jenny. Laïque né.
Retribution, unholy deeds I gouge their eyes out, so they can see I cannot fathom, or reason why Eradication, of Christian thought from my mind Stab
I was born secular and inconsolable I heard that he walked he walked the earth God goes where he wants and who knows where he is not Not in me It
Parchment papers in jars, corrected letters, confused corrections 'twixt lines, that lordly contempt for the obvious which hath ever been the mark of