Who's cooking at the stake tonight?

Is it the black, yellow, the red or the white?

The majority's meat is the minority's poison

So you keep your head down and run with the boys on

A phalanx of phallic power and contempt

There are berries for the bullies and the thoroughbred turkeys

Who won't mourn your loss as they rule in your name

You know it mocks sense but you shut your face



I spy love but it's highly debatable

I hear lies and they're inescapable

Fire, fire, toil and trouble

The wall is down now watch that rubble burn

Watch that rubble burn



There's a blood red lining to every lie

A calamity in every alleyway!

I'm an uneasy rider on this blood-slicked highway

There ain't one way to cook a goose

There ain't one way to tie a noose!



I spy love but it's highly debatable

I hear lies and they're inescapable

Fire, fire, toil and trouble

The wall is down now watch that rubble burn

Watch that rubble burn



Who's cooking at the stake tonight?

Is it the black, the yellow, the red or the white?

There's a blood-red lining to every lie

A calamity in every alleyway

I'm an uneasy rider on a blood-slicked highway

a blood-slicked highway

on this blood-slicked highway

on this blood-slicked highway