Atheist Hymns
Offline Listen, guys. If atheism is a religion and everything, we're going to be needing some hymns to praise our deities. I submit the following hymn:
*ahem*
On top of spaghetti,
All covered with cheese,
I lost my poor meatball,
When somebody sneezed.
It rolled off the table,
And on to the floor,
And then my poor meatball,
Rolled out of the door.
It rolled in the garden,
And under a bush,
And then my poor meatball,
Was nothing but mush.
The mush was as tasty
As tasty could be,
And then the next summer,
It grew into a tree.
The tree was all covered,
All covered with moss,
And on it grew meatballs,
And tomato sauce.
So if you eat spaghetti,
All covered with cheese,
Hold on to your meatball,
Whenever you sneeze.
There is some rich symbolism in here. It's exact meaning is up to whatever FSM is trying to tell you. Personally, it tells me that with meatballs the size of mustard seeds, you can move mountains. Or grow meatball trees. Or make genitalia jokes.
A place common to all will be maintained by none. A religion common to all is perhaps not much different.
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But that song is illogical...
A short song that sums up my love of missionaries at my door:
Missionary, by Shihad
If you come knocking on my door
I'll make sure that i'm not there
It's no fun being alone but don't you phone
I'm running...
'Cause i know and i'll always remember
what you said
Got woken by a missionary
Who'd come to deliver a message of peace, yeah
I told her peace was what I had
Until I was woken by a missionary
But if you go
I promise i will remember what you said
So is the idea of atheism being a religion, but that didn't stop me.
A place common to all will be maintained by none. A religion common to all is perhaps not much different.
I loved singing that meatball song as a child.
RAMEN!
What does this song symbolize;
This old man, he played one
He played knick-knack on my thumb [some versions use "drum"]
With a knick-knack paddywhack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man, he played two
He played knick-knack on my shoe
With a knick-knack paddywhack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man, he played three
He played knick-knack on my knee
With a knick-knack paddywhack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man, he played four
He played knick-knack on my door
With a knick-knack paddywhack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man, he played five
He played knick-knack on my hive
With a knick-knack paddywhack, give a dog a bone This old man came rolling home
This old man, he played six
He played knick-knack on my sticks
With a knick-knack paddywhack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man, he played seven
He played knick-knack up in heaven
With a knick-knack paddywhack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man, he played eight
He played knick-knack on my gate
With a knick-knack paddywhack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man, he played nine
He played knick-knack on my spine [some versions use "line" here]
With a knick-knack paddywhack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man, he played ten
He played knick-knack once ag'n [some versions use "on my hen" here]
With a knick-knack paddywhack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
Is the old man "god" and the knick and the knack, perhaps even the paddywhack, a message of his supernatural powers---> always feeding the hungry (dog) and we will all come back "home" to heaven...?
Renee
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I always thought knick-knack must have been a really wicked drum solo from some song called "knick-knack" that I've never heard. I always get an image of an old man banging on things with two sticks.
A place common to all will be maintained by none. A religion common to all is perhaps not much different.
Stained glass windows keep the cold outsideWhile the hypocrites hide inside
With the lies of statues in their minds
Where the Christian religion made them blind
Where they hide
And prey to the God of a bitch spelled backwards is dog
Not for one race, one creed, one world
But for money
Effective
Absurd
Do you pray to the Holy Ghost when you suck your host
Do you read who’s dead in the Irish Post
Do you give away the cash you can’t afford
On bended knees and pray to lord
Fat pig priest
Sanctimonious smiles
He takes the money
You take the lies
This is religion and Jesus Christ
This is religion cheaply priced
This is bibles full of libel
This is sin in eternal hymn
This is what they’ve done
This is your religion
The apostles were eleven
Now there’s a sod in Heaven
This is religion
There’s a liar on the altar
The sermon never falter
This is religion
Your religion
wulf