Eat Your Dog

Weak and sick, dyin' in the sand
No such things as promised land
Don't lose faith in a better life
Reincarnation, poor excuseYou're dyin' you assholes, your religion can't help you now
Dyin' and starvin' in the fields you used to ploughRotting bones in barren fields
Worshipped creature's supposed to heal
He won't save you and he won't save me
See what you wanna seeHindu religion in the mind of a working Joe
Starvin' and dyin' in the fields you used to know