What holy cities are to nomadic tribes - a symbol of race and a bond of union - great books are to the wandering souls of men: they are the Meccas of the mind.

G.E. Woodberry

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Annie Christian
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Annie Christian wanted to be number 1
But her kingdom never comes, thy will be done
She couldn't stand the glory, she would be 2nd to none
The way Annie tells the story, she's his only son
Annie Christian wanted to be a big star
So she moved to Atlanta and she bought a blue car
She killed black children, and what's fair is fair
If you try and say you're crazy, everybody say electric chair
Electric chair
 
Annie Christian, Annie Christ
Until you're crucified, I'll live my life in taxicabs
Annie Christian, Annie Christ
Until you're crucified, I'll live my life in taxicabs
 
Annie Christian was a whore always looking for some fun
Being good was such a bore, so she bought a gun
She killed John Lennon, shot him down cold
She tried to kill Reagan, everybody say gun control
Gun control
 
Annie Christian, Annie Christ
Until you're crucified I'll live my life in taxicabs
Annie Christian, Annie Christ
Until you're crucified I'll live my life in taxicabs
 
Liar Liar Liar! got ya in a jam
Put your head on the block, somebody say Abscam!
Abscam!
 
Annie Christian, Annie Christ
Until you're crucified I'll live my life in taxicabs
Annie Christian, Annie Christ
Until you're crucified I'll live my life in taxicabs