Fire-breathin', oil-burnin' It's so sad, your kids are learnin' All of the hate you preach All of the lies you teach They're not religious when Their mind's a poison pen I don't wish you harm The corporate-climbin', dollar-signin' right
Your crusade is just a losin' fight You can judge anyone You can carry a gun I don't care where you pray You can say what you say I don't wish you harm Read a book on calm Calm Calm Calm