All the Papes pay penance
For the very first time
Perforce perchance
By all those who love my Yeshu
And me his Yasho.. Mary Marry...
And the monkeys and
All the magical creatures
Have a gala time
Eating lemons
And drinking lime...
It's really really very clear
Who Yeshu and Yasho
Hold so dear...
My Jesus, my Yeshu comes home
As the monkeys infinitely
Blessed by me go on a rampage
And kill all the Jesus- haters...
The Papes lie dead,
The Wadikuhnts are destroyed...
Tikujiniwadi's Tiku sits and cries...
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO,
They all say
As we eat pies and puddings
And everything gay
And our Jobs comes home
Our gacuffs win
And we are now not just twins
But winners... WINNERS ALL THE WAY...
ALL THE MONKEYS ARE CALLED VICTORY
AND THE MONEY, the money
Is all ours... the forests are here,
Paradise is here
As Shangrila stays.
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