Lyrics:

Freedom of speech and that of information. To gather in prayer and for demonstrations. Freedom to choose. Freedom found driving a car. To posess a remote control and the right to arm. Supermarket. Machine gun. Voices talk from inside. Unemployment and touchdown. Holy book full of lies. Suicidal intentions. There's no kingdom up high. Presidential elections. Superman never dies. Conservatism. Communism. Paganism. Nationalsocialism Liberalism. Satanism. Christianity. Slavery. Anarchy. Lunacy. Insanity. Mediocracy. Assorted Century. Genetic disortion and UN resolutions. Pro-life and abortions. The final solution. Vivi-section. Disorder. Cosmetique for the disabled. Civil crime watch camcorder. Cocained soft drink containers. Amusement and passion. Files on serial killers. Abusement and fashion. Queenies Asshole refillers. Read my lips. Need I say there's a lot of shit on the hill. But it all fits in the grave. Somewhat more darkness and chill. Sociopath. Psychopath. Autograph. Schizofrenia. Empathy. Biography. All humanity. Majority. Minority. But then regardless of which it's a f*cking damn assorted century. Conservatism. Communism. Paganism. Nationalsocialism Liberalism. Satanism. Christianity. Slavery. Anarchy. Lunacy. Insanity. Mediocracy. Assorted Century. Sociopath. Psychopath. Autograph. Schizofrenia. Empathy. Biography. All humanity. Majority. Minority. But then regardless of which it's a fucking damn assorted century