Lyrics:

People shoutin' nigger Well it's time to draw a truce Exxon's dumpin' oil Probably goin' for that deuce A baby boy of eighteen Gets his license to kill Mother in the ghetto Sells pills to pay her bills Here comes the punchline It's a killin' joke Welcome to you future I leave you with no hope Ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah It's a killin' joke Bastards bent on genocide Well happy happy day Kids killin' cops make The weak begin to prey Demon voice of evil In the church and here to stay And god I really have no faith (chorus)