Have you come for a good time

Or to bring everybody down

Serial profit of doom

Pathetic drunken clown



Full of jealousy and full of hate

Blame all your problems on the welfare state do us all a favour

And change your life sort it out

Now or use a fucking knife



I have problems or my own

Without taking all of yours

Excuse me while I take a piss

And sneak out of the door



Where is your god



Herded like cattle looked on as swine

Now that you've reached the end of the line



Where is your god



Thrown out of your home land, engaged in civil war

The persecution of minorities all sadly seen before



Where is your god



Cancer eats at you, a plague on mankind

Child taken from you, struck down from behind