Hey ho here we go once more
Pomp and spectacle in store
The pope has died boo hoo
What is the man in the street to do
Show respect and kneel and pray
Go through the motions okay

I was dragged up a Catholic boy
A brutal initiation not much joy 
Catechism on a Saturday morn
In my side it was a prickly thorn
No one listened to my child's voice
Grin and bear it I didn't have a choice

My mothers wish me to be an alter boy
I gave it a shot but not much joy
I recall the priests paedophile eyes
My decision not to pursue surprise 
Mammy was not a happy lady
Stories I began to hear that were shady

I find religion to be a dammed curse
Indoctrination and control nothing worse
The Catholic church is rotten
The founding values quickly forgotten
P2 prevails power and corruption endure
A systematic cancer with no cure

Pope Francis may have been a good guy
With values and intentions oh my  
But he was just a figurehead that's all
His card was marked and he would fall
Cometh the man cometh the hour
Just a puppet with no real power 

So the pope will be laid to rest the end
World leaders and dignitaries will attend 
In the Sistine chapel cardinals meet
To elect a geriatric successor sweet
In a few years time we will say deja vous
Instant rewind you know its true