The place I’m standing in, planted with mannequins
painted in their calendars, it’s dinner with the Blandersons
talk about their business and the stale ideas they champion
Christian Coalition save the sinners on the campuses
they pulled their weapons out, they had a banner year
I know no prison I just yell it in their ear
I know no average men, I’m stone cold analyst
behind those pearly eyes evil I recognize what’s happening

uh huh, uh huh, they think they’re pulling one over
uh huh, uh huh, and they keep telling me that it’s over

Now I ain’t no atheist aching or making blanketed statements
I’ll just say it, they way they play it is dangerous
which last day is it? who do I save again? who am I pagan then?
I’m lost, I’m gone
the rest gonna pay the cost for you to bear that cross
ending of the clear-cut path, follow but you end up lost
won’t come back, y’all know that, I suggest you throttle back
but instead you’re on the gas, the match, the scratch
you make the world go boom
gonna end it too soon, so I left the room
the things they say, they things they do
I’m anti red and anti blue
I could’ve shut my mouth after Bad Time Zoo
but then there’s you

uh huh, uh huh, they think they’re pulling one over
uh huh, uh huh, and they keep telling me that it’s over

now you knew it
it’s fruitless like a rhyme with oranges
the results are manufactured like a war on christmas
a distraction from the war between the muslims and christians
and you get like, “eww, shit, well that’s none of my business”
and I ain’t no judge or jury but you’re spending my taxes
and the tactics in practice are indefensibly backwards
the problem with dominance is the outcome is ominous
honest to god
none of them are honest to god
they insist that it’s this, or that’s it
take a buck but they wont give an inch
who’s convinced?
the things they say, they things they do
I’m anti red and anti blue
I could’ve shut my mouth after Bad Time Zoo
but then there’s you


uh huh, uh huh, they think they’re pulling one over
uh huh, uh huh, and they keep telling me that it’s over

Okay, there’s Pat, and Jack, and Roxanne
with a new spin and a new plan on an old planet
with no room for me to stand
so I’ll drink this Kool Aid and I’ll catch this comet
a common climate
there’s no air up there, down here
but I got long hair, don’t care, caveman
furthermore my ancestors never rode on dinosaurs
I’ve been having this argument for 6,000 years
and it only brought me here
but I only state facts, they disregard math
they say he’s on the way back
and they legislate that
so I talk shit and hold my dick like, “you don’t know nothing”
sell me another last day and see if I give you something
uh huh