Lyrics

Hey, brother Christian with your high and mighty errand Your actions speak so loud, I can't hear a word you're saying Hey, sister Bleeding Heart with all of your compassion Your labors soothe the hurt, but can't assuage temptation Hey, Man of Science with your perfect rules of measure Can you improve this place with the data that you gather? Hey, Mother Mercy, can your loins bear fruit forever? Is your fecundity a trammel or a treasure? And I wanna conquer the world Give all the idiots a brand-new religion Put an end to poverty, uncleanliness, and toil Promote equality in all of my decisions With a quick wink of the eye And a "God, you must be joking" Hey, Mr, Diplomat with your worldly aspirations Did you see your children cry when you left them at the station? Hey, Moral Soldier, you've got righteous proclamation And precious tomes to fuel your pulpy conflagrations And I wanna conquer the world Give all the idiots a brand-new religion Put an end to poverty, uncleanliness, and toil Promote equality in all of my decisions I want to conquer the world Expose the culprits, and feed 'em to the children Do away with air pollution, and then I'll save the whales We'll have peace on Earth and global communion I wanna conquer the world I want to conquer the world I wanna conquer the world I want to conquer the world
Writer(s): Brett Gurewitz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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