Beware of what you say
You want the riches of the world
By abusing my brothers
Our babies and our sisters
I am vexed to the bone
I have no love in my quiver
For your evil endeavour
You have the poison in your mouth
And the gun in your right hand
To kill all your prophets
But what you don't know
It will bring hell to you
If you touch the Lord's anointed dead
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh