Oh my old mans a preacher br He wears a preachers vest br When he gives a bloody serman br He'll put you to the test br He cries out to the congregation br Listen here you bloody mugs br I promise all of yous, a bloody damnation br You'll all be hung by your gear and tackle br You'll be hung all day long br Till you hear your grandmother cackle br I'm gonna punish all you bastards br For not putting your money in the plate br I'm gunna show you the door br To the Devils gate, i'll teach you a lesson br For not putting on the plate br When i preach i also teach br That you shouldn't hate br Learn to give all you got br And put it on my bloody plate br br Written Tuesday July 2005br br allan james saywellbr br