Its a great weight
for a long wait
they come for blood
not for the debate
Where is the bomb
to send with throng
to those blood thirsties
who damage our son
they wanted to kill
they wanted to thrill
jesus failed to change
because of that mill
millers smiths wesson too
institutionize things too do
profit takeover repress demand
merger closure seea band
bitch those in twitter
message those face book
when you gonna turn
tv walking fruit stop
Scripture wrote planets float
people just talking spoke
no stage will appear
noone left to fear
the uncertainty gone away
leaving aliens to pay
so tag and flag
provide an emblemed rag
because of the land
you own its sad
so they’ll bringem in
smug grin greezy bag
stop the planes
stop the ships
stop those fuckers
from shifting hips
I know im mad
and ive every right
to cry a solo
on every flight
wheres the exit
wheres the food
wheres the excuses
fo’all that rude