<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=66267" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Gods Comic</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wish youd known me when I was alive, I was a funny feller<br>The crowd would hoot and holler for more<br>I wore a drunks red nose for applause<br>Oh yes I was a comical priest<br>With a joke for the flock and a hand up your fleece<br>Drooling the drink and the lipstick and greasepaint<br>Down the cardboard front of my dirty dog-collar<br>Chorus:<br>Now Im dead, now Im dead, now Im dead,<br>Now Im dead, now Im dead<br>And Im going on to meet my reward<br>I was scared, I was scared, I was scared, I was scared<br>He might of never heard gods comic<br>So there he was on a water-bed<br>Drinking a cola of a mystery brand<br>Reading an airport novelette, listening to andrew lloyd-webbers requiem<br>He said, before it had really begun, I prefer the one about my son<br>Ive been wading through all this unbelievable<br>Junk and wondering if I should have given<br>The world to the monkeys<br>Chorus<br>Im going to take a little trip down paradises endless shores<br>They say that travel broadens the mind, til you cant get your head out of doors<br>Im sitting here on the top of the world<br>I hang around in the longest night<br>Until each beast has gone bed and then I say<br>God bless and turn out the light<br>While you lie in the dark, afraid to breathe and you beg and you promise<br>And you bargain and you plead<br>Sometimes you confuse me with santa claus<br>Its the big white beard I suppose<br>Im going up to the pole, where you folks die of cold<br>I might be gone for a while if you need me<br>Now Im dead, now Im dead, now Im dead,<br>Now Im dead, now Im dead and youre all<br>Going on to meet your reward<br>Are you scared? are you scared? are you scared? <br>Are you scared? <br>You might have never heard, but gods comic</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Elvis Costello - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=66267" data-title="Gods Comic" data-description="Wish youd known me when I was alive, I was a funny feller The crowd would hoot and holler for more I wore a drunks red nose for applause Oh yes I was a comical priest With a joke for the flock and a hand up your fleece Drooling the drink and the l..."></div> </div> </div>

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