Our phat tuneage, who art in heaven,
Hallowed be thy Name.
Thy kingdom came.
but was snapped into 5,
On earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily tunes
And forgive us our clumsy postmen
As we forgive those who break our tunes
And lead us not into temptation,
But deliver records in 1 fukking piece
For thine heart does love it
and the acid
and the beats
for ever and ever.
Amen.