Текст песни Cadell Meryn - The Pope
Cadell Meryn - The Pope слова песни
It began as a regular day in my room,with a cup of hot black coffeeSure, I was depressed but I always amSome people love life, well not me.But then the choppers came,two by two by tenannouncing apocalypse of a different kindSo I ran out of my room, ran down the stairsDown the street into Nathan Phillips SquarePeople, people running and horses everywhereYeah, the Pope, Pope, Pope, Pope, PopeWe`re all here to see the Pope, Pope, Pope, Pope, PopeWell you got yer pope pennants, buttons,yer pope clothesYou got yer pope binoculars to see him up closeand I cried when I saw that man in whiteI cried much to my surrounder`s delight.I cried `cause I couldn`t breathe anymoreI cried `cause people were stepping on my feetHey, hey Mr. Holiness, way over there,maybe we love you but we`re sadly lakcing air.Well, I love that man, Pope John Paul III.I love him, probably more than he deserves.Okay, so he persecutes homosexuals,does not believe in abortion,vists with Kurt Waldheimand tells us not to take the Pill,there`s still a certain je ne sais quoi...Some peace, some love some goodwillYeah, the Pope, Pope, Pope, Pope Pope.(Etc.)Then he scooted away in that great PopemobileI was feeling so trampledI didn`t know what else to feel.Then we all kissed the groundwhere John Paul had been.....I can hardly waittil someone famous comes to town again.