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Priests in Prison

from Be Coming Up It by Digging Up Virgins

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I met the prison guard at my job
cuttin’ out scissor boxes.
He touched my shoulder and I was saved.
He took me to a place far away.
He gave me room and shelter—a place to stay.
He showed me how all the animals of the world procreate.

He wiped a sparkling dew from his head with a tissue.
He showed me crystallized cities and towns he knew.
He told me that I’m a lot more special than you.
He taught me all the things that I have to lose.
I met the priest when the guard led me to the detoxes.
I met the prison guard at my job cuttin’ out scissor boxes.

I met the priest when the guard led me to the detoxes.
I met the prison guard at my job cuttin’ out scissor boxes.
He touched my shoulder and I was saved.
He took me to a place far away.
He gave me room and shelter—a place to stay.
He showed me how all the animals of the world procreate.
He wiped a sparkling dew from his head with a tissue.
He showed me crystallized cities and towns he knew.
He told me that I’m a lot more special than you.
He taught me all the things that I have to lose.

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from Be Coming Up It, released January 1, 2010

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