You call yourself the Moral Majority
We call ourselves the people in the real world.
Trying to rub us out, but we’re going to survive
God must be dead if you’re alive.
You say, «God loves you. Come and buy the Good News»
Then you buy the president and swimming pools
If Jesus don’t save ’til we’re lining your pockets
God must be dead if you’re alive.
Circus-tent con-men and Southern belle bunnies
Milk your emotions then they steal your money
It’s the new dark ages with the fascists toting bibles
Cheap nostalgia for the Salem Witch Trials.
Stodgy ayatollahs in their dobble-knit ties
Burn lots of books so they can feed you their lies
Masturbating with a flag and a bible
God must be dead if you’re alive.
Blow it out your ass, Jerry Falwell,
Blow it out your ass, Jesse Helms,
Blow it out your ass, Ronald Reagan,
What’s wrong with a mind of my own?
You don’t want abortions, you want battered children
You want to ban the pill as if that solves the problem
Now you wanna force us to pray in school
God must be dead if you’re such a fool.
You’re planning for a war with or without Iran
Building a police state with the Ku Klux Klan
Pissed at your neighbour? Don’t bother to nag
Pick up the phone and turn in a fag.
Blow it out your ass, Terry Dolan
Blow it out your ass, Phyllis Schlafly
Ram it up your cunt, Anita
’Cause God must be dead
If you’re alive
God must be dead
If you’re alive.