False Prophets Lyrics
Elected tools decide our plightIf we live or if we dieControlling minds, robbing blindMoral crimesBeware, false prophets, bewareHe'll come in the form of a reverend clownAnd tell his flock to gather roundHe slays with his tongueAnd not a swordA celluloid jesus, a plastic lordFor your dashboardBeware, false prophets, bewareHe wares a flag of red, white, and blueAn ancient actor with a twisted viewHis final picture is final partHis slice of history the war he startsBlown apart!
Toxik False Prophets
