If Morrisey Was a Jdub (page 4)

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YOU'RE THE ONE FOR ME, FATTY Elder Wannabe

You're the one for me, fatty,
You're the one I really, philia love.
And I will do more,
Promise you'll say if I'm in the way
(of your theocratic goals)

You're the one for me, fatty,
You're the one fatty Elder Wannabe.
And no one seems to say,
18 is too young to ge married, yay
Ah-hey.

All over the Territory,
Some hope and some despair.
All over the Territory,
Some hope and some despair.

You're the one for me, fatty,
It's your #4 talks I really, really love.
And I will stay,
Promise you'll say if I'm in your way.

You're the one for me, fatty Elder Wannabe,
You're the one that's really, moving up.
And I will stay,
Late after meeting for the elder meet-angs
Ah-hey.

All over the Territory,
Some hope and some despair.
All over Territory,
Some hope and some despair.

You're the one for me, fatty,
You've memorized the Kingdom Melodies.
And I will stay,
Promise you'll never get a real career.

You're the one for me fatty Elder Wannabe,
You're the one for me-a-hey . . .

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gitasatsangha

Ted Jaracz On The Guillotine

DF'd people
Have a wonderful dream
Ted Jaracz On The Guillotine
Cause people like you
Make me feel so tired
When will you die ?
When will you die ?
When will you die ?
When will you die ?
When will you die ?

And people like you
Make me feel so old inside
Please die

And DA'd people
Do not shelter this dream
Make it real
Make the dream real
Make the dream real
Make it real
Make the dream real
Make it real

Sirona

LOL REM!

All over the Territory,
Some hope and some despair.
All over the Territory,
Some hope and some despair.

Frankly Mister Elder

Frankly mister Elder this position I've held

A servant - and it corrodes my soul

I want to leave

You will not miss me

I want to go down in apostate History, Mister Elder

Frankly Mr Elder I'm a sickening Wreck

I've got 2034 breathing down my neck

I must move fast, you undertand me

I want to go down in apostate history

Happiness and apostacy

I can play hideous tricks on the brothers,

And I'd rather be apostate than "righteous" or "holy"

Any day, any day, any day

And sometimes I feel more fulfilled

Drinking and dancing at apostofests

and Yes I mean to be so rude

I must speak frankly Mister Elder.....

Frankly mister elder since were in this JC

You are a flatulent pain in the ass

and Yes I mean to be so rude

So stick it up your do dah mr Elder

Oh leave me alone.....

LittleToe

ROFL
You guys crack me up

Sirona

Oh God I'm addicted.

The Governing Body is Dead (previously The Queen is Dead)

Farewell to Bethel's cheerless hallways

Hemmed in - I worked for no money

The Governing Body with their heads in a sling

I'm truly sorry but it sounds like a wonderful thing!

Ted don't you ever crave to appear on the front of the Daily Mail, dressed in Mrs Franz's bridal veil?

Woah Woah oh oh

Oh has the Society changed or have I changed?

And the way they protected pedo's oh oh these are the things that KILL me

So I checked in the library for some reliable facts and I was shocked and ashamed to discover

That for 10 years they've been romping with some Wild Beast or other

Oh has the Society changed or have I changed?

Whilst some 10 year old dub peddles mags

I swear to God I swear I never even knew what FACTS were

So I broke into the main office

With a King James and a rusty spanner

He said "I know you and you're an apostate"

I said "Thats nothing, I masturbated all through gilead"

Oh has the Society changed or have I changed?

But when you're tied to The Mother's apron, no one talks about masturbation! woahhh woahhhh oh oh

Sirona

Unhappy Birthday

I've come to wish you an Unhappy Birthday

Cos you're evil and you lie and you know you will die

I may feel slightly sad but I won't cry

"In the truth then left" as some may say

You think its nothing, surely you know the Devil makes you feel that way?

You say "No" "I'm gonna kill myself"

Well drink, drink drink and be ill tonight!

From the one you left behind,

from the one you left behind....

Sirona

Cemetry Gates

A dreaded sunny day, so I meet you at the cemetry gates

Russell and Rutherford are on your side

A dreaded sunny day, so I meet you at the cemetry gates

Russell and Rutherford are on your side, but Bowen is on mine

So we go inside and we gravely read the stone

Russell and his life, where is he now?

With hates, and madness and brainwashing (just like you)

he was born and then he lived and then he died

Its so unfair, I want to cry

You say "He taught the truth and light gets brighter"

and claim these words as your own

But I've read well and I've read the facts

A hundred times maybe less maybe more!

If you must say stupid things, the words you use should be your own

Don't spout the Borg or Watchtower

Theres always an apostate, somewhere, with a big nose who KNOWS

and trips you up and laughs when you fall

He'll trip you up and laugh when you fall

You say "The gentile times ended 1914"

Words which could only be your own,

but then you produce the text from whence was ripped:

"Some dizzy git 1894"

A dreaded sunny day, so we go where we're happy and I meet you at the cemetry gates

Russell and Rutherford are on your side

A dreaded sunny day, so we go where we're wanted and I meet you at the cemetry gates

Russell and Rutherford are on your side,

BUT YOU LOSE cos Bow-ow-ow-ow- wen is on mine"n" !

Pleasuredome

william, it was really nothing

The rain falls hard on a humdrum hall
This hall has dragged you down
Oh, the rain falls hard on a humdrum hall
This hall has dragged you down
Oh, no, and everybody?s got to live their life
And God knows I?ve got to live mine
God knows I?ve got to live mine
Pioneer, pioneer it was really nothing
Pioneer, pioneer it was really nothing
It was my life ...

How can you stay with a congregation who?ll say :
Oh ! would you like to volunteer ?
And if you like you can pioneer
They dont care about anything
Would you like to volunteer ?
And if you like you can pioneer
They don?t hassle anyone - except myself !
Oh, pioneer, pioneer it was really nothing
Pioneer, pioneer

gitasatsangha

Russellite Ruffians

The last day of Convention

By the big wheel generator

Apostate is nabbed

Camcorder is grabbed

And the Talk hangs heavy like a dulling wine

She is modest

She is charming

An engagement ring

Doesn't mean a thing

To a mind consumed by Pioneering

And though I walk home alone

I might walk home alone ...

...and my faith in God is now in doubt

The last day of the Convention

From a seat in "Hard of Hearing"

Her skirt ascends for a watching eye

It's a hideous trait (on her mother's side)

From a seat in "Hard of Hearing"

Her skirt ascends for a watching eye

It's a hideous trait (on her mother's side)

And though I walk home alone

I might walk home alone ...

...and my faith in God is now in doubt

Then someone meets John Barr

And someone's written up

someeone's written up

And the senses being dulled are mine

And someone falls in love

A kid is beaten up

And the senses being dulled are mine

And though I walk home alone

I might walk home alone ...

...and my faith in God is now in doubt

This is the last day of Convention

And the grease in the hair

Of a sweating Attendant

Is all a tremulous heart requires

A sister is denied

She said : "How quickly would I die

If I jumped from the top of the bleachers ?"

La ...

This is the last day of Convention

And the grease in the hair

Of a sweating Attendant

Is all a tremulous heart requires

A sister is denied

She said : "How quickly would I die

If I jumped from the top of the bleachers ?"

La ...

and ... scratch my name on your nametag with a fountain pen

(This means you really love me)

Scratch my name on your nametag with a fountain pen

(This means you really love me)

Oh ...

And though I walk home alone

I just might walk home alone

and my faith in God is now in doubt

I might walk home alone

and my faith in God is now in doubt

I might walk home alone

and my faith in God is now in doubt

Sirona

Elder Sleeping, Girl being DF'd

Always looking for attention
always needs to be mentioned
there'll be no fuss
she was...NOBODY'S NOTHING
who does she
think she should be?
the shrill cry through the hall

doesn't she know he's already
had such a busy day?

SOMEBODY TELL HER...SHHH
It was only a test
but she went too far
against the "rules"
she deserves all she gets
the carpark became red and dark
as an out-stretched arm slowly
disappears

OH HURRAY
Please don't worry

When he awoke
the sea was calm
and another day passes like a dream

If Morrisey Was a Jdub

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