Come on ♪ They go to church on Sunday Pretending to be sweet And yet they find it easy To lie, steal and cheat Religious rot corrupts them Not something they can feel They go through life oblivious To what we know is real ♪ As long as they have something Don't care if you've got squat They never feel compassion It's a lesson they weren't taught They'd sell you out for peanuts If that's what suits them best But punishment is coming For those that we detest The only justice that we have The justice we create To take out our frustration And set those bastards straight First rate hate First rate hate First rate hate First rate hate ♪ First rate hate First rate hate First rate hate First rate hate ♪ Asking fools for money To pay for all their toys Fancy suits and fancy cars From scams that they employ If I can do some damage And fuck up all their plans They'll get a taste of what it's like But they still won't understand ♪ So, take your fucking fairy tales And stick them up your ass Someone has to tell the truth And free us from the past All you want is more for you While everyone else dies Try showing people some respect Instead of preaching lies Fucking lies That's right Fucking lies