People shoutin` nigger
Well it`s time to draw a truce
Exxon`s dumpin` oil
Probably goin` for that deuce
A baby boy of eighteen
Gets his license to kill
Mother in the ghetto
Sells pills to pay her bills
Here comes the punchline
It`s a killin` joke
Welcome to you future
I leave you with no hope
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
It`s a killin` joke
Bastards bent on genocide
Well happy happy day
Kids killin` cops make
The weak begin to prey
Demon voice of evil
In the church and here to stay
And God
I really have no faith
(Chorus)
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