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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