Hello the Dubbed Recording Corporation has combined the talents and experience of Hollywood's outstanding musical directors artists and technicians to produce music Music of an integrity that fulfills all the exacting demands of you You the professional funeral director Dorothy Gale From Kansas She knows how it feels; To see that twister coming Rippin' up the fields Goddamn I get religious When that cyclone blows Shelter door is locked and Nature is outa control I was a white successful Eurocentric male I thought my life was stressful 'Til my mentors went to jail I fell off of the top of The Tower of Babel Speaking Suma Cum Laude To a third-world rabble I miss the dope The dollars and the dinners I miss that glimmer of hope I miss the Gipper We were the master race We held the master card And now it's over Having gone so far I'm paying for the sins of my fathers And the sins of my brothers And those before them Goddamn my white world is crumbling down Big white father my world Has died behind the clouds The hell Hound has escaped From the pound I got to pump iron I can't pump gas Alaric is at the gates And he shall pa** We gave them science They wanted superstition We gave them the Magna Carta They wanted Magnavision We were the master race We held the master card And now it's over Having gone so far I'm paying for the sins of my fathers And the sins of my brothers And those before them Goddamn my white world is crumbling down I've got a guy Coming by to buy my stereo I throw in my records If he begins to bid too low Gun Club Jane's Addiction Talking Heads Bow-wow-wow I ain't got the time to listen to them Too much anymore anyhow Goddamn the guillotine's coming My white world is crumbling down