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I hear the the claims of afterlife
Disimbodied brains
Supposed to conintue on
When your brain shuts down
And the lights turn off
The only thing that happens
Is that your flesh will rot
You tell me that Jesus needs me
You tell me that Allah wants me
You tell me that Yahwey loves me
And I know it's a lie
There is no daddy in the skyieieieie
I hear the bullshit that they speek
When the preacher sells them dreams
When you close your mind
And refuse to think
You flush all reason
Down the drink
You tell me that Allah wants me
You tell me that Jesus needs me
You tell me that Vishnu loves me
And I know it's a lie
There is no daddy in the skyieieieie
I hear the bullshit that they speek
When the cleric sells them dreams
I hear the bullshit that they speek
When the Rabbi sells them dreams
You tell me that Osirus wants me
You tell me that Jesus needs me
You tell me that Allah loves me
And I know it's a lie
There is no daddy in the skyieiieieie
Ok, I've already given you an idea. I did a spoof of "Talking In Your Sleep" with blasphemy of religion.
So, pick your own pop songs from any motif, write them out here and see if others can guess the artist and song. The element must contain blasphemy of religion.
Theists can even spoof atheists too.
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Her logic was flawed
Her claims were bad
She was the worst damn apologist
I'd ever had
She had ignorant claims
No one to blame
Here magical being
Was driving me insane
She was scheming
Double time
To retrofit
It made no sense
It was all shit
Had no reason
For her lies
She deluded herself
What a suprise
And you
Buy this tripe
For far too long
Yea you
Buy this tripe
For far too long
Mary had kid
Without a seed
Was this writer
Smoken weed
Then he died on the cross
Claimed to be our boss
If you justify this
I am at a loss
There is no reason
It is just whats pleason
And for my brain
I would call it poison
And you
Buy this tripe
For far too long
Yea you
Buy this tripe
For far too long
You'll get 72
That you can screw
How good was that crank
Someone sold you
I'll cut of my skin
That is down there
To prove my love
To the guy above
And you
Buy this tripe
For far too long
Yea you
Buy this tripe
For far too long
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Reason seems to fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within my book
Refuse to take a second look
I have lost the will to think
Sky daddy my only friend
There is nothing I need worse
To put reason in a hurse
Fiction it seems
As though it was all fact
Now I can stop
Stop even asking why
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Your lights are on, but your not home
A preist's claim, is what you buy
Your brain stops, you cant think
More bullshit, is what it takes
You pray more, and do less
It is absurd, I must confess
Your logic flawed, reason bad
You cozy up to a magic dad
You'd like to think its original stuff OH YEA
What's closer to the truth to admit
Gonna have to face it
You're addicted to junk
Might as well face it
You're addicted to junk
You see the science you basterdize
A square peg, is round in size
Dont understand the big bang
You retro fit at every turn
You'd like to think it's original stuff OH YEA
Whats closer to the truth to admit
Gonna have to face it
You're addicted to junk
Might as well face it
You're addicted to junk
Might as well face it
You're addicted to junk
You're making claims, but you dont see
You fool yourself, with absurdity
A talking snake, a zombie god
Don't you know, it's all a fraud
You'd like to think its original stuff OH YEA
What's closer to the truth to admit
Gonna have to face it
You're addicted to junk.
Might as well face it
You're addicted to junk
Might as well face it
You're addicted to junk
(repeat)
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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They dont need no
Education
We just want
ID in school
No real science
In the class room
Teachers dont
Expose the truth
HEY FUNDIES, LEAVE THEM KIDS ALONE
All in all,
Its just their logic
Thats flawed
(old man) "How can you have any fiction, if they expose the truth?"
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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On a church doorstep, I saw a candle inside
New smell of the psalm print in the pews inside
Up ahead on the wall I saw a decadent cross
The lavish megga church Had a giant flat screen
must be at high cost
There he stood in the doorway
In his expensive suit and tie
And I knew what was comming next, more outlandish lies
Then he opened up the bible, and read me a verse
He was hearing voices in his head, what could be worse?
Welcome to the land of indocrination
Such a lovely place, you dont need to think
There is no room for fact at the land of indocrination
Any time of year, you'll find fiction here
His mind was definatly twisted, his logic bent
He wants more and more spounges he can fleece blind
How they jump to the chior, and dump change in the plate
So he can keep power , and make laws for the state
So I called up the Responders
Please help them excape
Brian's been fighting for reason
Since 1998
And still those clerics from far away
Make their children rock to Allah
Cant you hear them say
Welcome to the land of indoctrination
Such a lovely place, you dont need to think
There's no room for fact at the land of indoctrination
Any time of year, you'll find fiction there
Mormons in the midwest
And the Baptists too
Should believe in pink unicorns
If Pascal's Wager is true
Last thing I remember I made it to this site
And thanked my lucky Thor I didnt buy their crap
Relax said the Responders, we are happy to debunk
To bring humanity reason, and leave behind that junk
(Repeat chorus)
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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Excellent, Brian37!
Which one could we title "Sugarfree"?
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don’t like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
You know it’s not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend
[Verse 1]
You’re so fine
I want you mine
You’re so delicious
I think about ya all the time
You’re so addictive
Don’t you know what I could do to make you feel alright?
Don’t pretend I think you know I’m damn precious
And Hell Yeah
I’m the motherfucking princess
I can tell you like me too and you know I’m right
[Bridge:]
She’s like so whatever
And you could do so much better
I think we should get together now
And that’s what everyone’s talking about!
[Chorus:]
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don’t like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
You know it’s not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend
[Verse 2]
I can see the way, I see the way you look at me
And even when you look away I know you think of me
I know you talk about me all the time again and again
So come over here, tell me what I want to hear
Better yet make your girlfriend disappear
I don’t want to hear you say her name ever again
(And again and again and again!)
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
You know it’s not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend
In a second you’ll be wrapped around my finger
Cause I can, cause I can do it better
There’s no other
So when's it gonna sink in?
She’s so stupid
What the hell were you thinking?!
[repeat]
[Chorus]
...did I do that right?
Yup.
Done in the style of They might be giants' "Minimum wage"
Got no brain cells.
Does the term "Deer in the headlights" mean anything to you?
Translation=WTF?
I am fuzed by corn=cornfuzed.
The idea of this thread, was to take pop songs and parody the lyrics poking fun at mythology. AND YES,(an aside) Theists can parody atheism here too. But it has to be a parody of a pop song.
So what is the meaning of "sugarfree"?
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers."Obama
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I dont know, hopefully someone else here knows what you are spoofing and why.
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Do you believe in Jesus? I hope you don't.
You'll have a buddy who never shows up.
And it's silly, cause the Bible is bullshit
It makes you feel diryt like a smelly cesspit.
I'll tell you about the Bible, and it'll make you sick
But it's like trying to tell a doctor about magic.
If you believe the Bible don't bother to think
If it's mythology or it just plain stinks
Just go and listen it'll make you not think
It won't make any damn sense no matter how much you drink
Your mind starts warping and you can't seem to find
Why you came there, it just blows your mind
If you believe the Bible, come along with me
We'll pray until morning 'til there's just you and me
And maybe, if the Bible's not right
I'll see you tomorrow, sort of late at night
And we'll go praying, baby, then you'll see
How the Bible is bullshit and a waste of a tree.
Yeah, do you believe in Jesus
Yeah, believe in the Bible believe you have a soul
Believe in the evil of rock and roll
Believe in the Bible you'll never be free
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That's an acual song.
Uh, no. I'm still stuck in the 60s. Yes, dammit, I'm THAT OLD.
It was my poor attempt at humor, trying to mock our former poster Sugarfree.
This part just sounded like Sugarfree's time here on the forums:
Her logic was flawed
Her claims were bad
She was the worst damn apologist
I'd ever had
She had ignorant claims
No one to blame
Here magical being
Was driving me insane
She was scheming
Double time
To retrofit
It made no sense
It was all shit
Had no reason
For her lies
She deluded herself
What a suprise
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You Squawk too much.
And who could believe the things that you say.
you can keep on squawking vangie
ain't no one buying your line about gays.
Now you get up on the TV with your "donate now" line
your exorbitance it ain't got no end
ex... ackity... ackity... act all the cash
you keep on taking taking, first you took their minds
then you squawk some much
force them to fear the things that you say
then you keep on squawking louder
cause it's okay for you as long as you pray
Don't get me wrong vangie I don't mean to complain
but you keep on squawking vainly 'bout your gravy train
you set yourself up a squawking shop
so you could squawk at the vulnerable around the clock
You squawk so much
ignorant of the things that you say
as if you were against killing babies
in Baghdad killing them is OK ?
You squawk too much, you balk too much
you're all too much ay.
To the tune of George Thorogood "You Talk too Much"
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