Jason and his Angry Inch

Jason Allred so strong and able
Your brother Chad let you disable
His love insists you must be quiet
It's faggot season, you'll start a riot.
Letting loose his telephone to metamorphasize on its own.
For a Motorola your brothers pack
A black LG is what came back.
No slight of hand no trickery.
Twas last night's bedroll and debauchery.
That left you weak and quite unable
To focus on the evidence table
For some reason you cannot spell, cuz there's just a twats' breath width between 'M' and 'L'. 
You might consider your lost companion 
For now it is he that garner's as champion.
He's put up with your cowlicks and fuss that your a big puss
And has come to the general conclusion
Your confusion 
Your plight
His delight
Your blunder 
His thunder
Boy wonder from heaven is calling your name 
To help brother Chad succeed in this game.  
Because against all odds call him crazy you might
This Viking never goes down w/o a good fight.
But in fact he never ever has to go down
Cuz that's your job you slob you blundering clown 
So drop it and give it to him that one inch 
After your wife slices you you better not flinch
Cuz 'give them an inch' is of't you decree...
But now Missus Allred holds the other three.
Inches and feet realty matter not here.
Cuz you've wakened and angered one giant Viking queer.
Whose strength, knowledge and reasoning knows no greater resolve
Than to worship and praise the Lord is what I absolve.
So right here and now I give you my absolution 
To never again put you through such humiliation.
8 down and 831 to go isgaining worldwide attention.
Much work have we to do and I know you are able.
Because crime simply must stop and it's right at Lord's table.
To Honor to sing praises to laugh to obey
Is all that he asks of us so that not far from today.
The plan has been hatched the secret is out.
The plan to bring Peace is what this is all about.
'Follow me', said Jesus 'Ill make you fishers of men's
Who better than a Viking, an angler a Traveller that was sent.
If you deep under amushroom then you are gonna miss out 
In the darkness and fed bullshit will make you stand out.
My name might be Chad, or Vikingo of sorts.
But you can simply call me Gabriel for short.
For up in the sky in the west early Eve you'll see a twinkling red star that is about to give heave.
Brighter than the moon that Betelgeuse will give pause.
Right over Belen is the exact pinpoint of us.
You know Jesus is coming but there is work to do first.
We must cure the world of it's problems, it's hunger, it's thirst.
This Star of the West  of the Southwest he come
Will usher Him in, from Tres Piedras to Cruces Satan lurks wi his weak drum
Oh Lucifer, Lucifer can't you see what's ahead? All the misery & chaos will fall back to you instead.
For he who espouses perfection
Must follow a triune plan
Of Soul, of Mind and of Body
To encompass the stature of man.
Deep in the primal substance, underneath that Back and Blue poise
There is order beneath the chaos
There is music beyond the noise.

Will at least one of you bluelips call me today?  Please?  Just to say hi.  You have my wholehearted permission.

Now who's crazy?

I'm crazy about you bois and geerlz.
Now put a smile on your face before I crack one open for you.

(Btw, for those not in on the embarrassment, Detective Jason Allred seems to have fumbled and dropped the phone that he negected to extract, and in a fit of digust, I blew him a little kiss.  Like this..


Jesus Says, Walk this Way

Now there's a back pew lover
Using a hymnal as a cover
And I pray til Big Daddy Say
Said you ain't seen, nothin'
Til you're down on wine and muffins
And there's sure to be a change in ways
Now there's a cheer, leader
That's a real big, pleaser
As far as I can reminisce
But the best thing, love it
Was his Vikings by the dozen
And it started with a little kiss, like this
He starts, swingin' 
With the boys in, blue
And his feet just fly up in the air
Singin' hey kiddie kiddie (l.armijo)with a kiddiein the middle
And they swingin' like it just don't care
So I took a big, chance
At the Black n Blue dance
With a Commander who was ready to play
It wasn't me he was, foolin
'Cause he knew what was he was, doin'
When he told me how to walk this way.

He told me to walk this way
Cuz crime don't pay
But I ain't gay 
Still I'm gonna pay
With a little kiss
Like this..
Vikingo sits on Yaras face



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