You call yourself a Christian 
I think that you're a hypocrite 
You say you are a patriot 
I think that you're a crock of [bad word] 

And listen now, the gasoline 
I drink it every day 
But it's getting very pricey 
And who is going to pay
 [bad word] you're so wrong 
My sweet neo con.... Yeah 

It's liberty for all 
'Cause democracy's our style 
Unless you are against us 
Then it's prison without trial 

But one thing that is certain 
Life is good at Haliburton 
If you're really so astute 
You should invest at Brown & Root.... Yeah 
 [bad word] you're so wrong 
My sweet neo con
If you turn out right 
I'll eat my hat tonight 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.... 

It's getting very scary 
Yes, I'm frightened out of my wits 
There's bombers in my bedroom 
Yeah and it's giving me the [bad word] 

We must have lots more bases 
To protect us from our foes 
Who needs these foolish friendships
We're going it alone 
 [bad word] you're so wrong 
My sweet neo con
Where's the money gone
In the Pentagon 

Yeah ha ha ha 
Yeah, well, well 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... 
Neo con