| So we praise:
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| Our Father, who art in heaven
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| Hallowed be Thy name
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| Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done
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| On earth, as it is in heaven
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| Give us this day, our daily bread
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| And forgive us our trespassers
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| As we forgive those
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| Who trespass against us
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| And lead us not into temptation
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| But deliver us from evil
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| I don’t understand!
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| Mrs. Smith is holding an inspection
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| She’s a model of society
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| Wears a cross, but only for protection
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| From her own immorality
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| But she’s sayin' I’m an abhoration
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| Burn in hell for all my decorations
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| Start lookin' for salvation
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| There’ll be nowhere to hide
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| Pray for me, I don’t fit in
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| Pray for me, 'cause I look so wild
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| Pray for me, I don’t fit in
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| Pray for me, I could be your child
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| Back in school, I questioned the conditions
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| Was a pillar of conformity
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| Was a fool, but I had an education
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| Least I learned what I don’t want to be
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| Be rejected by the population
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| All you need is public conformation
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| Never mind about the degradation
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| What really matters inside
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| Pray for me, I don’t fit in
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| Pray for me, 'cause I look so wild
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| Pray for me, I don’t fit in
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| Pray for me, I could be your child
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| I don’t understand, the way that you judge a man
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| Your opinion’s nothin' to me, won’t cha
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| Won’t cha look deep inside, and see who is livin' there
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| I bet you will find one that looks just like me
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| Just like me, yeah
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| Mrs. Smith is holding an inspection
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| She’s a model of society
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| Wears a cross, but only for protection
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| From her own immorality
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| But she’s sayin' I’m an abhoration
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| Burn in hell for all my decorations
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| Start lookin' for salvation
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| There’ll be nowhere
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| There’ll be nowhere to hide
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| Pray for me, I don’t fit in
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| Pray for me, 'cause I look so wild
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| Pray for me, I don’t fit in
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| Pray for me, I could be your child
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| Pray for me, I don’t fit in
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| Pray for me, I’m just fuckin' wild
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| Pray for me, I don’t fit in
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| Pray for me, oh, I could be your…
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| Ha, ha! |