Christian Mess

Head on, head on
Right in the wall
A self-proclaimed driver with his eyes tight shut
Twisting old words
Hanging on his afterworld
Mixing up the brakes and accelerator
No condoms for the holy family, what about overpopulation?
The earth is burning, the seas are choking but let's keep on breeding, amen

They're all mad, you got to free yourself
You got to flee, you got to free yourself
They're all mad you got to flee this mess
You got to flee this mass, this christian mass

For the sake of normality
Fake morality
Out of archaical social rules
Manicheism
Faith and religion
Have always been the best ground for preaching war
So what the hell do you think God gave you a brain for?
Head, on head on, right into the Wailing Wall

They're all mad, you got to free yourself
You got to flee, you got to free yourself
They're all mad you got to flee this mess
You got to flee this mass, this christian mass