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Song Parodies -> "Gospel Song"

Original Song Title:

"Amazing Grace"

Original Performer:

John Newton

Parody Song Title:

"Gospel Song"

Parody Written by:

West Ingston

The Lyrics

This is one the most heartfelt and touching songs I've written. Hope someone enjoys!
Why is this a lesson you never learned?
Fried and laid to the side like that head was permed
Still missed that little spot in the back where them eggs was burned
Buttered up once again cause you said it’s churned
What you say when my head was turned?
Actually I don’t really care cause there’s bread to earn
And I don’t have no time to be spreading germs
Albenza for you spreading worms

Parasite, movie night
Don’t be choosy alright
Everyone got a story to tell
If they keep lying ain’t they scare they gon’ be going to hell?
And what they going to sell? They can keep they showing and tell…
And after that… they can keep blowing themselves
Coming out they shells, late as hell like some goddamn snails
Beyonce loves whales, no time for games, no Oregon Trail…
A nastygram, you’ve got mail... Ray Charles to the bullshit, you’ve got braille
And with that hot ass breath, you’ve got hell

God be like quit playin’ cause you know I ain’t seen you at mass
Sit down cause you making an ass… of yourself
I’m the king you just part of the commonwealth
I’m the bomb, I am Northrop stealth
Don’t need your help, don’t need your wealth
Did I say it was your time to speak?
Why would I listen to someone who sing and dance every time they eat?

Why is this a lesson you never learned?
Fried and laid to the side like that head was permed
Still missed that little spot in the back where them eggs was burned
Buttered up once again… cause you said it’s churned
What you say when my head was turned?
Actually I don’t really care cause there’s bread to earn
And I don’t have no time now to be spreading germs
Albenza for you spreading worms

So Jesus loves you this I know
But that don’t mean he particularly like you though…
He’ll leave your ass on read
And be like damn why’d I come back from the dead?
These tools out back in the shed
Won’t even work to get they daily bread, that’s hella hella sad

Why hate someone making a career and being totally free
When you out here begging for forgiveness please
Dome, rotunda, the bee’s knees…
Less cottage cheese please
It makes us uneasy, it makes us so queasy
Better watch your tone this ain’t Cantonese, B

Five star dinners every night cause I work at CERN
Your mama meatloaf make you have afterburn
Up front but you at the stern
Continue to wait for your turn

Helminth, so out of your element
You’re not freaking relevant
And what makes you so hella bent?

Why is this a lesson you never learned?
Fried and laid to the side like that head was permed
Still missed that little spot in the back where them eggs was burned
Buttered up once again cause you said it’s churned
What you said when my head was turned?
Actually I don’t really care cause there’s bread to earn
And I don’t have no time to be spreading germs,
Albenza for you spreading worms



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