If I Could Be the Pope - Firkin

I was born a catholic and

Raised to be a sceptic

As far as the teaching’s concerned

I knew there was something

I’d always be searching

Through trial and error I learned

That noone will love me

And noone will save me

If I don’t love and I don’t save myself

And nothing from outside

Will bring me to glory

Not all the world’s books on my shelf

But if I could be the Pope

I’d show you the way

All regrets and fears I’d pray away

If I could be the Pope

I’d need no dope

For I’d be providing the best stuff called hope

If I could be the Pope, I would elope

All the virgins loosing their faith

I would sure ditch the rope

For I’d be the Pope

And that would be something with which I could cope

For I’d sure be that Pope.

I was christened unconscious

And grew up so anxious

To see where this whole tale could lead

I learned all commandments and thought I was going to

Be whole no problems indeed

But I found out that all this was highly unlikely to

Leave me forever in peace

And I’d still have the fears and regrets and I would be

always missing a piece.

But if I could be the Pope

I’d show you the way

All regrets and fears I’d pray away

If I could be the Pope

I’d need no dope

For I’d be providing the best stuff called hope

If I could be the Pope, I would elope

All the virgins loosing their faith

I would sure ditch the rope

For I’d be the Pope

And that would be something with which I could cope

For I’d sure be that Pope.

I’ve been tormented by reason

And accused of treason

When my wonderings questioned beliefs

I lived by the rules and was fed with old news

Like a tree without foliage and leaves.

But after a while I grew my own crown

And I knew I would have to get hold of my soul

And I knew that the clues are all given I’d just have to

Find them inside on my own.

But if I could be the Pope…

Oh, if I could be the Pope…

Maybe I should be the Pope…

Oh, if I could be the Pope…

Oh, if I could be the Pope

I would refine

All that is human and all that’s devine

If I could be the Pope

All would be fine

I’d reconcile time-space and business and crime

If I could be the Pope

I’d sing for the world

And I would invite all the saints for a drink

To tell me tall tales of heaven and earth

And grave jokes to laugh about death

Oh maybe I should be the Pope.