I AM YOUR MESSIAH. I love you all, even if you spite me, but I'm here for you. Don't you feel blessed?
I'm a goat, I'm a lover I'm a kid, I'm a father I'm a sinner, I'm a saint I do not feel ashamed I'm your hell, I'm your dream I'm nothing in between You know you wouldn't want it any other way
I'm a bloke, I'm an ocker And I really love yer knockers I'm a labourer by day I p*ss up all me pay Watchin' footy on TV Just feed me more VB Just pour my beer and get my smokes and go away
I'm a bloke, I'm a yobbo And me best mate's name is Robbo Winfield is me cigarette I dress in flannelette Shearer's singlet that is blue Throw in a few tattoos Ya know yer wouldn't want me any other way
It's open, it's open! oh lordy my Goat! Where once my soul was a complete desert, you are now the shimmering oasis found at the center of my being! Hallelujah!!!
None shall take the place of the Dewlord, ye blasphemous false god! Let the grace of Dew penetrate you entire being and allow him to cleanse your soul! Pray upon his alter and request forgiveness! He is merciful and will grant you forgivness.
Just the other day I was having a chat with my pee-bucket boy, Thor.
"Thor", I asked, "What's with all these other false Gods trying to usurp my authority?" He was reticent to respond which had me quite miffed until I remember my omnipotence.
The Dewlard comes in bi-weekly and changes the sheets on my bed. Don't listen to him. It's all a lie.