B5 Hymns

I've managed to get hold of a hymnbook from Fabio um sorry, Bryon's cult of touchy-feely teeps and here's a sample of more awfulness. Brace yourself.

Shall we gather at the planet,
The beautiful the beautiful planet,
Yes we’ll gather at the planet,
That we won in the T/P war.

What a friend we have in Byron,
All our hopes and dreams to share,
Yes and now he’s shagging Lyta
Those mundanes don’t have a prayer..

I am H.A.Teep.P.Y.,
I am H.A.Teep.P.Y.,
I know I am I’m sure I am,
I am H.A.Teep.P.Y.!

Bringing in the sheaves,
Bringing in the sheaves,
We will sit in armchairs,
Bringing in the sheaves!

If you’ve been engineered by Vorlons clap your hands,
If you’ve been engineered by Vorlons clap your hands,
If you’ve been engineered by Vorlons,
Engineered by Vorlons,
Engineered by Vorlons clap your hands!

Oh I’d rather be a mundane than a cop,
Yes I’d rather be a mundane than a cop,
Yes I’d rather be a mundane,
Rather be a mundane,
Rather be a mundane than a cop!

I was born in a cylindrical jar
I was born in a cylindrical jar
My mind was weak and wimpy
Just jello and some juice
Then the Vorlons came along
And gave me quite a boost
I was born in a cylindrical jar..

© David Shepherd 1998