歌手:Spill Your Guts
专辑:《Hungry Crows》

作词 : Spill Your Guts
作曲 : Spill Your Guts
Don’t like the color of my skin?
Gel impaled
Not true enough to play your gig?
Gel impaled

Don’t like who I have chosen to love?
Judging for praising not your god?
Marching with straightened arm in air?
Go back to your medieval lair!

Gel impaled
Ship sailed
Gel impaled
You failed

Some people pray, some masturbate
Some search for answers, some debate
Some get stoned some throw rocks
While some are tired from you folks!

Some fall some stand up
Some give some pick up
Some really never understand
Why we live this way at our own gate

Gel impaled

Feeling the urge to disapprove
How I am spending my own time
You think you know how to improve
I think you need to get impaled

Judging for the beliefs I’ve got
Denounce lack of faith in god
Forcing to follow beaten path
You are the shunned and the despised

With all problems in the world
You ***** decided to bring more
By judging others not like you
And segregating different views

Time for exiles to rise up
Declare war on hypocrites
Now inquisitors turn to hide
Witches are starting their own hunt