These are short parody lyrics set to the lyrics of songs by Bad Religion.
This song goes out to all the homeless hobos
Living inside a box beside the Shop ní Save
The dirty nomads, they eat breadcrumbs, not Kraft dinners
And mark signs on the sidewalk just so they can talk
And every one needs a bath, wears flannel, smells bad
They are homeless, they are dirty
Add it up, you get a hobo, or a migrant
Either term can be used
In suburbs, tell me
Are hobos all there is?
This song goes out to all the hopeless sinners
With grave allegiances so meaningless and vain
The walking wounded, in a pageant of contenders
Who walk upon a rail of pain for just a pail of rain
And everything is barely mist, blood relations and bricks
My expression, my confession
Add it up, extract a lesson more than this
Once again, like a bullet
As a friend, tell me
Can that be all there is?
Submitted by: Iseult the Fair
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