The Priest Moneymaker

(Verse 1)
There once was a priest, not in the least,
Concerned about the holy feast.
His eyes on the prize, under the church's guise,
Collecting coins of every size.
(Chorus)
Oh, the priest moneymaker, the holy heartbreaker,
Living large, the sacred faker.
In his golden robe, across the globe,
The priest moneymaker, the church's probe.
(Verse 2)
In the house of god, with a golden rod,
Living a life that's rather odd.
From the collection plate, he does not hesitate,
To fund a life that's first-rate.
(Chorus)
Oh, the priest moneymaker, the sermon undertaker,
In his mansion, the holy lawbreaker.
With his silver spoon, under the moon,
The priest moneymaker, sings a different tune.
(Bridge)
He preaches about sacrifice, but oh, his life is nice,
In his world of vice, where virtue has its price.
He talks of heaven's gate, but let's set the record straight,
The priest moneymaker, meets a different fate.
(Chorus)
Oh, the priest moneymaker, the faith's caretaker,
In his luxury car, the holy merrymaker.
With his costly attire, and his heart's desire,
The priest moneymaker, sets the church on fire.
(Outro)
So here's to the priest, at the holy feast,
The moneymaker, to say the least.
In his world of gold, the truth be told,
The priest moneymaker, is getting old.
The song was created by the synergy of cooperation between Violetta Streltsova (DarkRedViolet), Microsoft Copilot, and Suno AI.
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