The messiah hangs around

His crown of thorns

And stares at all of those

That adjourn his papal throne

As they nail him to the cross

He laughs at all of us

And tells us how he ate the fruit

That condemned us to the death

As he hang upon his papal hill

In between two wretched thieves

Nailed to his papal cross

He makes us reconsider

Didn't your mother ever tell you not to trust the messiah?

Yeah yeah

Didn't your mother ever tell you that he was a liar?

Yeah yeah

And he stares at the burning earth

And the fires that he created

With a vengeful look upon his face

That we just cant relate to

Throw rocks at the messiah

Stone him on the cross

Bring on the new messiah

This one is a bore (such a fucking bore)

Yeah, bring on the new messiah

Wherever he may roam

And Nail him to another cross

His petulant papal throne

Fuck the new messiah