I had never decried
The lies of sanctimonious pricks
I had sheepishly lain
In Catholic confessional booths
And to tell you the truth
I had no one to blame
I had no one to blame
Except for the nitwits, dip-shits
Sitcoms and soccer moms
All contemptuous tricks
Presumptious tricks
To keep us in line
But today I decline
Sanctimonious pricks