[Chorus]

Spend the night, the meat has thawed

So suck the shit, birth more fraud

When the firing squad had me applaud

I knew I was too clever for god

[Verse 1]

Who’s still Christian? Stale bread for stale tradition

Superstition? Hire a bad magician

Bad condition? Go bald for recognition

Fire some more ammunition

[Chorus]

Spend the night, the meat has thawed

So suck the shit, birth more fraud

When the firing squad had me applaud

I knew I was too clever for god

[Verse 2]

Enter mission, double decomposition

Screw nutrition in missionary position

Politician, “fuck work” with repetition

Rescuе mission, it's just superstition

[Bridge]

And so life began at еrection

[Outro]

Where did you start? Aw, who cares for the most part?

You can go fuck an imaginary body part

Looks like rotten meat in a stolen shopping cart

Now try to sort of push restart