Now That's What I Call Obscene

You, don't you call is obscene,

You don't know what the word means.

It's your heart that's unclean.

You, you send your killing machine,

And then you silence the screams.

Now that's what I call obscene.

Our parts so filthy and unkempt.

A gasp for every load that's spent.

Oh God protect you if you're bent.

You, don't you call is obscene,

You don't know what the word means.

It's your heart that's unclean.

You, you send your killing machine,

And then you silence the screams.

Now that's what I call obscene.

You'd ban the love that speaks its name.

Cast them down, eternal shame.

Rather than kiss you'd have men maim.

You, don't you call is obscene,

You don't know what the word means.

It's your heart that's unclean.

You, you send your killing machine,

And then you silence the screams.

Now that's what I call obscene.