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It began as a regular day in my room, 
with a cup of hot black coffee 
Sure, I was depressed but I always am 
Some people love life, well not me. 
But then the choppers came, 
two by two by ten 
announcing apocalypse of a different kind 
So I ran out of my room, ran down the stairs 
Down the street into Nathan Phillips Square 
People, people running and horses everywhere 
Yeah, the Pope, Pope, Pope, Pope, Pope 
We're all here to see the Pope, Pope, Pope, Pope, Pope 
Well you got yer pope pennants, buttons, 
yer pope clothes 
You got yer pope binoculars to see him up close 
and I cried when I saw that man in white 
I cried much to my surrounder's delight. 
I cried 'cause I couldn't breathe anymore 
I cried 'cause people were stepping on my feet 
Hey, hey Mr. Holiness, way over there, 
maybe we love you but we're sadly lakcing air. 
Well, I love that man, Pope John Paul III. 
I love him, probably more than he deserves. 
Okay, so he persecutes homosexuals, 
does not believe in abortion, 
vists with Kurt Waldheim 
and tells us not to take the Pill, 
there's still a certain je ne sais quoi... 
Some peace, some love some goodwill 
Yeah, the Pope, Pope, Pope, Pope Pope. 
(Etc.) 
Then he scooted away in that great Popemobile 
I was feeling so trampled 
I didn't know what else to feel. 
Then we all kissed the ground 
where John Paul had been..... 
I can hardly wait 
til someone famous comes to town again

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