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the pope by meryn cadell
it began as a regular day in my room with a cup of hot black coffee.
well, sure i was depressed, but i always am,
some people love life, well not me.
but then the choppers came
two by two by ten
announcing apocalypse of a different kind
so i ran out of my room, ran down the stairs,
down the street, into nathan phillips square
people, people running and horses everywhere, yeah

the pope, pope, pope, pope, pope.
we all here to see the pope, pope, pope, pope, pope.
well, you got your pope pennants, buttons, your pope clothes,
you got your pope binoculars to see him up close
and i cried when i saw that man in white.
i cried, much to my surrounders' delight.
i cried, 'cause i couldn’t breathe anymore; i cried
'cause people were stepping on my feet.
hey, hey mr. holiness way over there,
maybe we love you, but we're sadly lacking air.

well i love that man, pope john paul the 3rd
i love him probably more than he deserves.
okay, so he persecutes homosexuals, does not believe in abortion,
visits with kurt waldheim and tells us not to take the pill ...
there’s still a certain je ne sais quoi –
some peace, some love, some goodwill.

yeah, the pope, pope, pope, pope, pope.
we all here to see the pope, pope, pope, pope, pope.
well, you got your pope pennants, buttons, your pope clothes,
you got your pope binoculars to see him up close
and i cried when i saw that man in white.
i cried, much to my surrounders' delight.
i cried, 'cause i couldn’t breathe anymore; i cried
'cause people were stepping on my feet.
hey, hey mr. holiness way over there,
maybe we love you, but we're sadly lacking air.

then he scooted away in that great popemobile
i was feeling so trampled, i didn’t know what else to feel
then we all kissed the ground where john paul had been ...
i can hardly wait till someone famous comes to town again.
yeah, the pope, pope, pope, pope, pope.
uh huh, the pope, pope, pope, pope, pope, pope, pope.