Christians-- we're all afraid of fire.
    We prefer to suck on pacifiers.
    Baby pacifists, we're throwing fits.
    We don't shake hands, we shake our fists.
    
    We're cannibals.
    We watch our brothers fall.
    We eat our own, the bones and all.
    
    Finally fell asleep on the plane
    to wake to see we're going down in flames.
    
    We're going down, down, down in flames.
    We're gonna drown, drown, drown insane.
    
    We see the problem and the risk,
    but nothing's solved.
    We just say, "Tisk, tisk, tisk,"
    and, "Shame, shame, shame."
    
    Finally fell asleep on the plane
    to wake to see we're going down in flames.
    
    Let's go!
    
    Christians-- we mourn, the thorn is stuck
    in the side of the body watch it self-destruct.
    The enemy is much ignored
    when we fight this Christian civil war.
    
    We're cannibals.
    We watch our brothers fall.
    We eat our own, the bones and all.
    
    Finally fell asleep on the plane
    to wake to see we're going down in flames.
    
    We're going down, down, down in flames.
    We're gonna drown, drown, drown insane.
    
    We see the problem and the risk,
    but nothing's solved.
    We just say, "Tisk, tisk, tisk,"
    and, "Shame, shame, shame."
    
    Finally fell asleep on the plane
    to wake to see we're going down in flames.
    
    Na na na na, na na na na.
    Na na na na, na na na na.
    Na na na na, na na na na.
    Na na na na, na na na na.
    Na na na na, na na na na.
    Na na na na, na na na na.
    Na na na na, na na na na.
    Bana na na na, na na na
    
    Let me pause to clarify
    ('cause I'm sure you're asking, "Why?").
    I stand before you and proudly claim
    to belong to what this song complains.
    
    I'm part of the problem,
    I confess,
    But I gotta get this off my chest.
    
    Let's extinguish the anguish
    for which we're to blame,
    and save the world
    from going down in flames.
    
    Let me pause to clarify
    ('cause I'm sure you're asking, "Why?").
    I stand before you and proudly claim
    to belong to what this song complains.
    
    I'm part of the problem,
    I confess,
    But I gotta get this off my chest.
    
    Let's extinguish the anguish
    for which we're to blame,
    and save the world
    from going down in flames.