Album: Worship and Tribute
I'm not impressed,
I guess I'm not impressed
With which dialect, which dialect marches best,
And who reaches heaven in what order
When our kids are baptized in mortar
It's a shame that our messiahs move their pawns from different mountains
And we're left to dance these bodies 'round the fountain
If a leader preaches worship to the sheep within the valley,
Who'll be riding in a tank that says "just married"?
We found that ultimately you can make it snow in the summer
Contrary to what you believe
We oscillate and vary speed
The food in jail is sulphury
How do inuits spell relief?
Summer's trudging closer and a flurry of white as well
It's the heart of nuclear winter and I'm scared as hell
It's a shame