Another 'not a song', but I can never hear the Lord's prayer without snickering... before any devout types kill me, the reason... I work at a renaissance festival, and Elizabethans being devout, churchgoing folks, one of the things that we are made to memorize is the Lord's Prayer in full Elizabethan dialect... it ends up coming out like
The Lard is Moy Shipyard
And it just disintegrates from there.
I shale nat waant
Huy Maaket moy Dain tay loy
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