'Kicked to the curb, what a good place to be Read Luke 17' The Seventeen sounds really good to me But I leave Luke be They tell me God hates me Above all sinners who sin If they think they can change me They might as well begin Let's spread the power every hour (killing the killer) I'm so sick of it all (one less crazy nut to worry about) They forgive you murder and rape But when you kiss your friend And really tightly hold her hand They just can't understand They stand there waving flags When someone has died They're supposed to love their neighbour I must have missed the disclaimer Let's spread the power every hour (killing the killer) I'm so sick of it all (one less crazy nut to worry about)