Lyrics

MEET THE TRINITY

I’d like you to meet Mr. Ted C. Scrolls,
A Renaissance man and saver of souls.
Got some tablets that belonged to Moses,
And three dried Garden of Eden roses.
Ancient from the very day he was born,
He cherishes his blood-stained crown of thorns.
Ask him anything about that dark past;
He’ll tell you to hold on to things that last,
And he’ll hand you a blood-stained robe with holes.
That’s why you must meet Mr. Ted C. Scrolls.

Long before you question
Or accept divinity,
Take my strong suggestion
And meet the trinity.

I’d like you to meet Ms. Rosetta Stone,
The smartest woman the world’s ever known.
She speaks every language on this planet -
You can speak in tongues; she’ll understand it.
A woman of mysterious upbringing,
Everything she says has some veiled meaning.
Ask her about the approaching end times,
And she’ll ask you to confess all your crimes.
She’ll hand you blood-stained dice made from old bones.
That’s why you must meet Ms. Rosetta Stone.

Long before you question
Or accept divinity,
Take my strong suggestion
And meet the trinity.

I’d like you to meet Mr. Cole E. Grail,
A man who manifests faith without fail.
He’s the keeper of the true Holy Shroud;
He’s waiting for Christ and watching the clouds.
Got a piece of the rock from our Lord’s tomb,
And the tablecloth from that upper room.
Ask him anything about Christ’s last days,
And he’ll break into a loud song of praise,
And then he’ll hand you a crude blood-stained nail.
That’s why you must meet Mr. Cole E. Grail.

Long before you question
Or accept divinity,
Take my strong suggestion
And meet the trinity.

Copyright © 2006 Lex Zaleta