The boy's got a head like an atom bomb Hang him from a cross like the number one son And he's been waiting so long To get it on. The boy's 15 but he's 16 gauge Wants to break out from his jesus cage He's already torn out the last page It's the latest rage Violence for the people They always eat the hand that bleeds Violence for the people Give the kids what they need Kill your god, kill your god Kill your tv The boy's purified by the quitter gods Burning up his cross like a revelation And his glass jaw opens Like a puppet head This is what you should fear You are what you should fear
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