Mohammad's Knife
I want to be free
Will never be
Will never be
Will never be


I cannot come undone
Too much work here to get done
Grab your girls and grab your gun

There is no risen Christ
Kneel not for afterlife
Put away Mohammad's knife
You won't get six dozen brides

You won't get six dozen lives
There are not six dozen tribes
For all you know you lived before
This was the afterlife you sought
And now you're here
And all we do is war

Chorus

Guitar solo

You will live
You will die
You will leave it all behind
You will seek and
You will find
Nothing but yourself divine

All this work
Wasting time
Pay your tax
Keep your tithe
All the things we build in life are all that live on afterlife
Some say that we should pray to god for help
The fools don't know they're god's themselves

Perfectly Unclean
This life so perfectly unclean
You are so beautiful my queen
This paradise is all we see

They tell us life's unfair
While they're gorging on the spoils
Tell me please, who we're framing for their oil.

It's time to start another war
Get your guns and kill some more
Tell me please
What are we still fighting for

The bombs are falling down all around
You can fear the rumble of the ground
Falling in Babylon, Palestine, Iran
Kenya, Israel, Afghanistan, Sudan

When the killers kill it ain't pretty
Not even in New York city

Come together, we must gather in the night
While our master's sleeping darkly
We conspire to make earth bright

WE must unite! Or we will soon be divided
And distracted, while it happens
Hoping it will happen after: Paradise.

The bombs are falling down all around
No are they are not falling in your town, Anyways
Every night some kid dies in their bed
By a bomb dropped from way overhead

If we do not stop these wars
We will not carry on.

NO, now we know
We won't fall for it no more
We will all expose through prose
All the evil you have sewn

We are the Locusts
Change our focus
We must devour the hand that holds us
I am no Moses, am no Joseph
Suffering shows us
The earth is broken

Corporation born
Corporation live
Corporation build
Corporation strive
Corporation steal
Corporation hide
Corporation kill
Corporation die

Thanks for coming, but I can not guide your light
You are divine!
And this is afterlife

So you can whine, Or you can make heaven nice
You can fight
you can kill
You can hate or you can build paradise.

No, no one knows
No one knows what drives these bones.

I am a locust
I will come
I will eat
I will not change much

I am no one
I am most
I control this

General Petraeus (send our children off to die)
They'll fell the mountainside
We can not run, can not hide, my love
And their election crimes
Ensure that they'll control our lives

General Petraeus you have betrayed us
You send our children off to die
By suicide, islamified, for polybride, unjustified

To win we must control the oil
But all the oil's beneath the soil
So we invade a sovereign land
And shake their hands, before we hang them

You can ask me if it's going to be alright
Be with me tonight

The earth spins round the sun
The moon spins round the earth
Unless you are the church, and disbelieve despite the proof

I am the prophet 99
I've come to save your prisioned minds
I have no tablets made of gold
No ancient scrolls
No angel's prose

They'll fell the mountainside
We can not run, can not hide, my love
And their election crimes
Ensure that they'll control our lives

The man whose house is made of gold
Should not inspire desire at all
The man with all and nothing more
If we were all, there'd be no poor

Just because it's dreamed, doesn't make it so

Stay with me for life

Christ's Revenge (George Bush's Bane)
George Bush's bane is Christ's revenge
He thought 4 planes were 4 horsemen
That's why he let them do their thing
So Jesus would come back for him

We've yet to grab Bin Laden, Laden's Saddam, look we're hanging him
Bin Laden's in Afghanistan, Next war's in Iran, This one's in Iraq again
We've yet to grab Bin Laden, Laden's Saddam, look we're hanging him
We capture terrorists, bind them, Beat them, blind them, kill them grind them.

George Bush's bane is Christ's revenge
He thought 4 planes were 4 horsemen
That's why he let them do their thing
So Jesus would come back for him

There are terrorists on both sides
Who here's not been terrorized
By the evil men from the East
Or, the capitalists of the West
I can't explain all their parades when we're in chains
We work for wage, we have no say
We are enraged
It carries on
I sing this song
They drop the bombs, my taxes paid for

I work, they take, half that I make
My mortgage late, they go to war
Good children die
Bad children die
They do not tire
They stay the course

Are you with them?
War is Peace
We must salute our chief
The enemy changes, it's 1984

In days of lore
Before the oratory door closed on our souls
Before the heliocentric view was cult opposed, we could percieve

The only god is in your head
So we're all god's, or god is dead
God can not guide you past the end
This life we lead will surely end
If we're all God's then be ashamed
For evil reigns in our domain
If god is bearded, he is lame
He murders chlidren in his name, He gave Osama 4 jet planes
And knew the terror it would rain

George Bush's bane is Christ's revenge
He thought 4 planes were 4 horsemen
That's why he let them do their thing
So Jesus would come back for him

I'm not on the side of government spies inspecting our lives
Arrest this man, he's got blue eyes
He might be gay, or have 3 wives
We've seen him out past 9
His car's too nice, he must be swine
Arrest this man, he far too old, and we don't need to catch his cold
That women there's dressed far too bold
Arrest her! Throw her in the hold

George Bush's bane is Christ's revenge
He thought 4 planes were 4 horsemen
That's why he let them do their thing
So Jesus would come back for him

The only god is in your head
So we're all god's, now what's ahead?

I say stop election scams
Proportionally Represent
We can not own the land
Proportionally Represent
the earth is in command
Proportionally Represent
Proportionally Represent
Proportionally Represent

Allah and Blah
Allah la da di da
Jesus and Pals
Mohammad and Moses
There is no hell

Heaven is birth
Life on the earth
Peace between neighbors
We are the saviors

Prophets pray that they holy the light
All our misery's right
And after our death
True life begins

Chorus.

Christ was conceived in that book
We mistook that work's words
To be God's
When really they aren't

The Bible was written by men
Written again
It isn't the first book
To mention some savior

Chorus.

The man said
"I follow the Christ,
I await afterlife,
I believe every word,
all my prayers will be heard"

Allah la la da di da
The lunatic he cries
Before he ignites
And everyone dies

Chorus

Hell falls to earth
Guided and cursed
Forged from our fears
With noblest intent

Madmen pray for Christ's return
I know God has never come
We rain hell upon the earth
We stop heaven with:
Gold, Guns, Hurt, Gears, Hate, Tears
We need Love.

Chorus.

Religion is bad
We all go on warring
And we live in hell.

La la la la di da
Look to yourself

No God
There is no god
there is no way
there is no christ child
no one is saved.
There's no allah
no need for alarm
you can still strap yourself up to that bomb
but there is no God

There is no god
no one is saved
there's no redemption
after you're dead
There's no allah
no need for alarm
you can still strap that bomb up to that car
there is no God

What will you do when you find out there's no heaven?
Life is too tearfull to go on forever

There is no god
there is no way
that old moldy scriptures
would show us the way
There's no allah
no need for alarm
you can still nail yourself up to that cross
but there is no God

We can still wage war against each other in god's name
We can still persecute our brothers
but we will not be saved

There is no god
there is no way
there is no christ child
no one is saved.
There's no allah
no need for alarm
you can still blow yourself up with a bomb
but there is no God