Verse 1 (Bee)
Religion and politics - don't mix
Like pedophiles - and pic 'n' mix
Like naked chicks - and flaccid dicks
Like battered fish - and Weetabix
But religion and politics share a home
1st Minister's wife's a homophobe
That Pro Choice - gets no vote
Cuz these cunts fear them bible quotes

We need to forget tradition
Legal abortion's a good decision
Start thinking outside the box
Fuck all them there tribal thoughts
Up North - it bees promising
But there's still wankers - on the fringe
Hate the sinner - love the sin
God hex Mrs. Robinson

Chorus (Kev Bones)
Rape - these - politicians
NI's still run by religion
Real issues - are not important
No MP - supports abortion

Ignorance dictates their decision
"Ignore increased carbon emissions"
These backward cunts - don't like change
"Reward the thugs - boycott the gays"

Verse 2 (Barney)
Christianity’s – views on profanity
Inform your bigotry or high horse morality
Violence against those with different sexuality
Expresses nothing but your small minded actuality
Pig ignorant people – pig ignorant place
Fighting about religion – fighting about race
Burning houses, angry mobs away with out a trace
Back you in the next-door balaclava for a face

Normal people don’t do that – they just don’t give a fuck
Say it’s awful - shake their heads - rob and run amuck
Brought it on themselves - you know I’m not a racist but
Everyone’s a bigot in this squalid piece of muck
Hatred’s spilling over you can see it in the news
Race war fuelled by poverty and booze
Wilson and the peelers say it was two drunken youths
Moved a hundred people would you ever tell the truth?

Verse 3 (Slaine)
If they had it their way it would be back to the old days
Afraid to walk the streets on the urban clearways
Looking over your shoulder as you walk home at night
Cuz some inbred fuckers feel the need to fight
It’s just primal, rage – hate breeds hate
Modern day cave dwelling sub secluded estate
Tell you one thing though – with all being said
No immigrant has ever put a gun to my head
It was you – who filled my childhood with fear
It was you – built the roadblocks year after year
It was you – who dragged out this bullshit war
It was you – and you’re still living next door
When ye hear a local accent my heartbeat jumps
Incase it’s one of them who’s got his hand on a pump
What’s wrong – was that too close to the bone?
If you had it your way you’d be here on your own

Verse 4 (Bee)
3 pints in - I make no sense
Just like Republican dissidents
Hypocrites - bigot pricks
Target their own - like bloods and crips
Combat 18 - don't reflect me
Foreigners they don't bother me
If there's no black in the Union Jack
Then take your fucking flag back

Teigs do it too - not just snouts
On the New Lodge Indians got fucked out
So don't you hide - behind your Guinness
Irish and British - both racist

Freedom fighters - not anymore
Just thugs - gangsters - traitors
They'll do your knees if you’re on their turf
They'll sort ye out if ye need a score
Those Contos don't keep it real
Like vegans - consuming veal
But soldiers they be out for the thrill
And Massereene staff were trained to kill

Verse 5 (shunt)
If it ain't broke bitch - watch me break it
On Slumdog Millionaire fucks no fakin'
I'm statin' - you'll get left anally achin'
Cuz today's pig is tomorrow's bacon
Your systems in hell - it's dead as a dinosaur
I won't stop rooting ‘til your whole vaginas sore
Dirtocre - going down in folklore
The Ginger Jesus white king of the boak-core

Cunt – the Shunt's a cold front dissent
Intent on a sexually disturbing event
I commence - to sticky up your ass and your pants
You’re just a fucking number like the age of consent
It's nonsense - all bullshit and pretence
If ye sense incompetence get the fuck off the fence
Whip your begs for these slegs & fegs
And make them suck your dick and claim that as expense