Where you gonna turn to Burning Bush's lie God he's listening to ain't mine no Big oil is wicked master Slave god of gasoline Ride the Armageddon mile
Sow your seed asunder Kill you for a smile Knead your beast and watch it rise Feed your children to the Halibutron war machine Game is fixed and you're all blind
But still to get along we gotta Long, long way to go Oh, oh, oh no nearer to God we gotta Long, long way to go You sing a bloody song, you gotta Long, long way to go Bastard, bloody bastard Bastard, bloody bastard