Can't see past the tip of your gun? You're fucking crazy. Everybody run! Before this is said and done, they'll blow us all to kingdom come!
There's a psycho living next door! The lawn is littered with crooks and whores! And it's, in the name of the lord! In god they trust and for god they hoarde!
All they want is death and riches! We can't escape! These sons of bitches! Providing safety, but the only hitch is.
There's a psycho living next door. Pointless parties and pointless war. And it's, in the name of the father. In god they trust and for god they slaughter.