Breakin' rocks in a hot nun,
I fought God's law, and lay law won,
I fought God's law, and lay law won.

Now I'm a con because the head nun
Bought not my talk of salvation.
It got me incarceration.

I pick at slate because it comes in slabs,
Each of which can weigh tons.
As I reflect: to the girls I was bad.
I brought them wine from communion,
Got them with tots through come union.

[Organ break]

Robin' people with a sex gun--
Something the church ought not have done.
Lawyer shock troops started to dun.

They miss those babies, do the good nuns,
Who put them up for adoption;
They had no other real option.

Now I'm in cages and the food is bad
In this institution.
Butt, she's the best "girl" I'm gonna have.
Fops can yawn in situations
Fraught with maws of satiation.