Moral Majority

Lyrics

[Spoken: Jello Biafra] "We are gathered here tonight... To pay tribute to our Lord And money unto me! Oh, Lord in Heaven, let us pray! You, TV viewers, give me your pay And sing M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E!" (One, two, three...) [Verse 1] You call yourselves 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 [Verse 2] You say, "God loves you, come and buy the good news" Then you buy the President and swimming pools If Jesus don't save till we're lining your pockets God must be dead if you're alive [Verse 3] Circus-tent conmen and Southern belle bunnies Milk your emotions and steal your money It's the new Dark Ages with the fascists toting Bibles Cheap nostalgia for the Salem witch trials [Verse 4] Stodgy ayatollahs in their double-knit ties Burn lots of books so they can feed your their lies Masturbating with a flag and a Bible God must be dead if you're alive [Chorus 1] 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? [Verse 5] 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 [Verse 5] We're planning for a war with or without Iran Building a police state with your Ku Klux Klan Pissed at your neighbor? Don't bother to nag Pick up the phone and turn in a fag [Chorus 2] 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!