I am pro-life. This post is meant to describe the horror that is abortion and to show in an ironic and sarcastic way the lunacy of defending it.
The knowledge that in-utero babies are exploited for their body parts reminded me of this song. It’s been reworded for this cause to shed light on the utterly horrific injustice known as abortion.
I’m sorry if this ruins Pete’s Dragon for you, but I just couldn’t help but notice the similarities between abortion businesses that thrive on the demand for dead baby parts and these Pete’s Dragon “doctors.”
I might sing this one day. In the meantime, you’ll have to imagine the words to the music. Here’s a video for you to follow along. Lyrics below the video.
Baby fingers, baby toes, a baby’s tooth and a baby’s nose
Every little piece
Every little piece
We could make a fortune by slicing them, dicing them
Baby, we could sell every little cell
There’s enough of them to go around
Money, money, money by the pound
Every little piece
Every little piece
I can take some scissors and clip them up, rip them up
Every little part is a work of art
Think of what a baby heart would bring
Wrapped up in a ribbon and a string
Baby liver can cure a cold
Baby powder grows hair
With baby blood you’ll never grow old
Every piece is covered with gold
Every piece is covered with gold
Every little piece
Every little piece
Baby, you’re my wagon to destiny; you’re the key
Every little shred moving me ahead
Every dream of mine will be fulfilled
What a “baby” business we can build
Baby cartilage keeps you thin
Baby fat is for burns
A baby’s tear will clear up your skin
Watch the profits come rolling in
Watch the profits come rolling in
Every little piece, every little crease
Lead me to the babies I’ll buy them up and rip them up
Drag them from the cave
Show them that I’m brave
I’ll shred them up, grind them up
Lop them up, chop them up
Can’t you hear that jingle, jangle sound? Oh yeah!
It’s money, money, money by the pound
Money, money, money!
Crowns
Sous
We’ll have banks full of Franks
Quids
Bucks
In truckloads
Cash
Stocks
Bonds
Bigger shares
Millionaires
Marks
Yens
Buy Lamborghinis!
Cash
Baby cartilage keeps you thin
Baby fat is for burns
A baby’s tear will clear up your skin
Watch the profits come rolling in
Watch the profits come rolling in
Every little piece, every little crease
Lead us to the babies
We’ll buy them up, tie them up
Drag them from the cave
Show them that we’re brave
We’ll blend them up, grind them up
Lop them up, chop them up
Can’t you hear that jingle, jangle sound? Oh yeah!
It’s money, money, money by the pound.
Are we awake yet, America?
REPENT!
Our nation has committed genocide. How long will we continue to tolerate leaders and businesses who have no respect for life? How long will we accept this evil under the guise of “women’s health” and choice?
Wake up right now and never go to sleep on this issue again.
Carrier Pigeon News 