Klecko Said God - hey let's cut a deal
I missed the last supper
So I want the first meal
Where the angels and humans - gather to kneel
And, the lion and lamb start to play
The event of the season - attendance is great
When Peter wakes up
He'll open the gate
Everyone's hungry - the sinners and saints
And they'll all eat at Klecko's cafe
Failure and shame are a thing of the past
There is no hiearchy
Or social caste
Christians and Muslims will all have a blast
And here comes those guys who are gay
Coexsistence is the mantra here
Isn't that John Paul
Fetch him a beer
Nothing is taboo - where their is no fear
We'll be pouring at Klecko's Cafe
JFK reads the Washington Post
While he sits on the patio
And, remembers his ghost
Seasons in limbo - without any toast
In a system where all feet are clay
Irish and Italians - really got hot
A Catholic President
Had to get shot
His country didn't question - instead they forgot
Let's hold the trial at Klecko's Cafe
Gandhi was famished - and ordered puff paste
He ended his fast
And, displayed his good taste
Chicks really dig him - but he'll remain chaste
Because now theres no reason to play
The earthly coil - was a magnet to sin
But, when you get feathers
You're certain to win
Hop on a comet - and go take a spin
You'll walk the runway at Klecko's Cafe
Judas told Hitler - wouldn't it be fun
To hop in a hotrod
I call shotgun
Drive down some old roads - and see what we've done
It couldn't have gone down any other way
The scale of justice - produced such a scare
The balance was shifting
But God pressed the tare
The people cried out - they just weren't aware
We're serving forgivness at Klecko's Cafe
On the birthday of Jesus - respects will be paid
All people bring gifts
They'll all be homemade
And, they'll sit at a table - long as a parade
But, the baker won't go - he'll just stay
While most of the children - vie for the right
To sit in the heavens
Where stars shine so bright
Klecko says please God - let me bake tonight
I'll see you at Klecko's Cafe
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