I'm going to India over and over again I'm standin' in a cylinder, seein' all the bleedin' vaginas I feel it now comin' over me so I strive to love the Messiah I'm goin' to India over and over again I'm rushin' to the nearest station, feet and hands collided with the driver All that I think, all I thought and all I know the Syrian missile guides itself into the vaginas I'm goin' to India over and over again