Killer Lyrics

What about the children you s*** on in life?
You tell all your lousy rules
You swear that they're right
What about the children that you lie to constantly?
You tell 'em everything is fine
From sea to shining sea

You're a killer, a killer!
You're a murderer of thought
You're a killer, a killer!
You stab 'em in the heart

What about the children that grow up in school?
They're torn between the system
And they're torn between the rules
What about the children practicing politics?
They wind up in the White House
With the other hypocrits

SOMEBODY HELP ME
Written by Bruce Stuckey & Joel Agne

Someone help me, I think I'm a Jew!
n***s are comin', gonna beat me black and blue
They killed my family and I got no one
Everyone knows that a n***'s no fun
Someone help me, I think I'm black
Klan is comin', gonna sent me back
They killed my family and I got no one
Everyone knows that the Klan is no fun

Someone help me, I think I'm white
Too old to work and too young to fight
I killed my family and I got no one
Everyone knows that a judge is no fun