The Motion Sick - God Hates Kansas lyrics

I'm going back to Kansas But it's never going to be the same again Ever since I fell in love With this heartless and cold tin man And I know that it's lonely without me And I know that you won't know just what to do But I'm here in this Technicolor violence And I can't wait to go on without every single one of you And you're wicked if you look Jewish 'cause that's where the chilling tales they all come from Eating all the children of the Christians And k**ing off the savior before he could save anyone There's no such thing as magic in your slippers Or in that blonde, attractive woman's wand And all the small and worthless people whisper While the real magicians hide the aces in their palms and the poor are reading psalms But be careful what you wish for Because disappointment's twice as full of hate And it burns like antiseptic when you realize Who is out there, who is out there, who is out there, listening to you pray And the modern state of technology It does nothing, but keep my mind off of things And a thousand angels lose their wings Every time, every time a cell phone rings But I'm never going back to Kansas I'm never turning back to see its starving face And there's no time for going back to Kansas And I'm never gonna set foot in that worthless and oppressive place