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