U'r Fucking It Up (исполнитель: Santa Hates You)
I hear you knocking on the gates of [bad word] I open up so I can tell It doesn't matter if God's a jerk Today is Sunday, no one's at work I hear you knocking on the gates of [bad word] I was sent down here forced by a spell The [bad word] is empty as you can see All left for picnic on Planet Three I hear you knocking on the gates of [bad word] Is there something you'd like to sell? Do you seek shelter from hate and [bad word] on, sit next to me, we count the flies Hate breeder Poison feeder Gene beater War dealer Greed eater Blind leader U'r [bad word] it up! (We count the ones who fell) U'r [bad word] it up! They say "for [bad word] yes!" while you pray "no!" They make you feel there is no way to go They push the buttons, you get the bad news All faith is senseless and war is their excuse To build up here what they got there If you are bleeding, it's not a love affair Hate breeder Poison feeder Gene beater War dealer Greed eater Blind leader U'r [bad word] it up! (We count the ones who fell) U'r [bad word] it up!