Bishop Larry Maze of the Diocese of Arkansas announces in a letter to

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Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo

This next song has been requested by Bishop Larry Maze of the Diocese of Arkansas in honor of his announcement to his clergy that if they feel like blessing, go and bless 'em. Doesn't matter if its against the law of the land or the mind of th eChurch, you go you rebels you. Get your rebel thing on...

"Neither the General Convention nor the Diocese of Arkansas has produced or
approved official rites for the blessing of same-sex unions. Nor is same-sex
marriage a possibility in the State of Arkansas. No congregation, vestry, or
priest is expected to interpret the pastoral concern and care of the Church
for gay and lesbian persons in a way that includes the possibility of formal
rites of blessing. However, those that do, have permission to proceed to
work as a congregation to come to clarity around the issues involved when
the Church blesses anything or anyone. If a couple seeks blessing in that
congregation, they will join in that exploration much to the benefit of the
congregation and the couple. This is a pastoral response and it is expected
that each case will reflect the uniqueness of the congregation and the
couple involved. It is expected that the Bishop will be informed of each
process, receive a report of work done, and see any liturgy that is produced
before proceeding with a blessing rite."



You've got your mother in a whirl
Shes not sure if youre a boy or a girl
Hey babe, your hairs alright
Hey babe, lets go out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when theyre playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say Im wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on

Rebel rebel, youve torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!

Dont ya?
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo

Youve got your mother in a whirl cause shes
Not sure if youre a boy or a girl
Hey babe, your hairs alright
Hey babe, lets stay out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when theyre playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say Im wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on

Rebel rebel, youve torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!

Dont ya?
Oh?

Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo

Rebel rebel, youve torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!

Youve torn your dress, your face is a mess
You cant get enough, but enough aint the test
Youve got your transmission and your live wire
You got your cue line and a handful of ludes
You wanna be there when they count up the dudes
And I love your dress
Youre a juvenile success
Because your face is a mess
So how could they know?
I said, how could they know?

So what you wanna know
Calamitys child, chi-chile, chi-chile
Whered you wanna go?
What can I do for you? looks like youve been there too
cause youve torn your dress
And your face is a mess
Oh, your face is a mess
Oh, oh, so how could they know?
Eh, eh, how could they know?
Eh, eh


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