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Jesus is the chisel (and here's the rock)

Opening riffs: Percentage of Rock: 79%

Well I like this cafeteria
a whole lot more since you wandered in
you don’t think that I’m a religious kid
but you haven’t met my friend
he’s an upstanding moral citizen
he’s a decent hardworking bloke
and your lot’s the kind of pill-popping trendsters
that make me want to choke

Showing off cause you all went to Brighton
got the latest designer tan
and you saw the Fab Four on the Rubber Soul tour
got to touch George Harrison’s hand

Your boyfriend’s got this James Bond attitude
starting to piss me off
I don’t pretend to be a genius
I don’t like acting tough
but the time for fucking around is over
take a look at the fucking clock
my man Jesus is the chisel
and here’s the rock-

First rock out. percentage of rock: 100%

Well my daddy met my mummy
on the first day of world war 2
and if Hitler couldn’t get through to England
then I can’t get through to you
the Beatles gave me the key
and the Who installed the lock
my friend Jesus is the chisel
and here’s the rock-

second rock out. percentage of rock: 1709%

I’m not afraid of your boyfriend
and I’m not afraid of your daddy
I’m not afraid of your boyfriend
and I’m not afraid of your daddy
Well if you’re sick of running around with hooligans
meet me out the front of the coffee shop
wear your miniskirt and your high heeled shoes
I’ll bring my electric guitar and we’ll sing the blues
steal a motorbike and we’ll ditch this town
change our story every time the sun goes down
when we get to London we don’t have to stop
cause my man Jesus is the chisel
Jesus Christ is the fucking chisel!
he’s the reason for the season, shitheads!
and here’s the rock-

final blistering take-it-home rock out. so much rock percentage that while this is being played, other rock bands around the world notice a distinct lessening of their own rocking.

 

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