Lyrics:

Ahem

Civilization's dying
And no one's realizing
The position of hate stuck inside the gun
Civilization's crying
And I won't try to deny it
We got a problem son
Something's gotta be done

With the Pope
And the president
And the big rockstar who made alot of money
All got one thing in common
They know it ain't no fun to get shot with a gun

Civilization's dying
And no one's realizing
The position of hate stuck inside the gun
Civilization's crying
And I won't try to deny it
We got a problem son
Something's gotta be done

With the Pope
And the president
And the big rockstar who made alot of money
All got one thing in common
They know it ain't no fun to get shot with a gun


Civilization's dying
And no one's realizing
The position of hate stuck inside the gun
Civilization's crying
And I won't try to deny it
We got a problem son
Something's gotta be done

With the Pope, and the president, and the big rockstar who made alot of money
The Pope, and the president, and the big rockstar who made alot of money
The Pope, and the president, and the big rockstar who made alot of money
The Pope, and the president, and the big rockstar who made alot of money
Made alot of money, made alot of money, made alot of money

Yeah!