Fire-breathin', oil-burnin'
It's so sad, your kids are learnin'
All of the hate you preach
All of the lies you teach
They're not religious when
Their mind's a poison pen
I don't wish you harm
The corporate-climbin', dollar-signin' right
Your crusade is just a losin' fight
You can judge anyone
You can carry a gun
I don't care where you pray
You can say what you say
I don't wish you harm
Read a book on calm
Calm
Calm
Calm
