One, two, three, four

Well, I've got a fever, a non-believer

I'm in a state of grace

For I am the Caesar, I'm gonna seize the day

Well, call off the banshee

Hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

As God as my witness, the infidels are gonna pay

Well, call the assassin, the orgasm

A spasm of love and hate

For what will divide us?

The righteous and the meek

Well, call of the wild

Hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Well, death to the girl at the end of the serenade

Vendetta, sweet vendetta

This Beretta of the night

This fire and the desire

Well, shots ringing out on the holy parasite

Well, I am a killjoy from Detroit

I drink from a well of rage

I feed off the weakness with all my love

Well, call up the captain

Hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Well, death to the lover that you were dreaming of

Well, this is a stand-off

A Molotov cocktail's on the house

You thought I was a write-off, you better think again

Well, call the Peacemaker

Hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

I'm gonna send you back to the place where it all began

Vendetta, sweet vendetta

This Beretta of the night

This fire and the desire

Well, shots ringing out on the holy parasite

Well, now the caretaker's the undertaker

So I'm gonna go out and get a peacemaker

This is the Neo Saint Valentine's massacre

Well, call up the Gaza

Hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Well, death to the ones at the end of the serenade

Well, death to the ones at the end of the serenade

Well, death to the ones at the end of the serenade

Well, death to the ones at the end of the serenade