All the good Christians vote and vote to build more prisons So it's easier for one and all to feel the teeth of their lions If you want to see the future look in the tired eyes Of those you hold so close and so dear You'll see their hunger glitter like your greed in God Their hate will shine a star so clear Draw in the gangplank and cast off all the lines One blast of a horn and we'll melt with the time Feel the ache of the engines and the pull of our blood And hope that we'll make it to God's eternal love Those you lock away will defeat you They know all your secrets They wear your indifference like a boast And your death is only the key to their future And your children are just pigs they will roast So draw in the gangplank and cast off all lines One blast of a horn and we'll melt with the time And you'll never escape from the pull of your blood I hope that you make it to God's eternal love Will you take all your burdens to the Lord? You'll find him in his exclusive garden Located behind the butchers yard Will you take all your burdens to the Lord?