[Style: Energetic alternative rock with funky guitar riffs, strong bass groove, ska-style brass section, and moderate tempo around 96 BPM. The vibe is inspired by iconic Californian rock-funk bands of the late 90s. Bass plays a groovy rock style, guitar emphasizes funky rhythms, brass brings ska-punk energy. Vocals have a slight rasp with dynamic emphasis during breaks.] [notes: brass punches accent breaks, bass grooving with slap style, rhythm guitar uses wah and syncopation, drums tight with funk groove and occasional off-beat snare hits; vocal delivery with spoken-sung funky intonation, dynamic energy shifts for breaks and chorus] [verse 1] Don’t judge me harshly, I’ll confess, At times I cursed — I must address — At God Himself with God, by God! And sometimes dear Ma of the Lord. [break 1] Throatfuck Saint Pete, the angels, Virgin Queen! [verse --] For life’s no sweet poppy roll, At times you boil and near explode, And swearing works, a valve to show How quick the extra steam can go. [break 2] Nail the Lord, His mom, and all the holy clan! [verse 3] I’m not a man who swears all day, I talk quite decent, I would say. But Christ and Mary hear me roar When I’m creating — then some more! [break 3] Rip halos off the saints, piss on Heaven’s gate! [verse 4] A poet’s much like kettle’s strain, Or even like an old steam train. You boil, and sometimes — unaware — You keep too much of that damn air. [break 4] May you be crucified through a sock, Judas Cocksuckeriot! [verse 5] You’re huffing, standing under steam, That’s when to rhyme and chase the dream, Or else — no offense to dear old mum — God damn your soul, Christ, Mary, and the saints as one! [final chorus] Throatfuck Saint Pete, the angels, Virgin Queen! — Bang! Nail the Lord, His mom, and all the holy clan! Rip halos off the saints, piss on Heaven’s gate! — Blown! Shit on the cross, the saints, and Heaven’s throne!
