Servitude - Fishbone
Who who do you serve
For whose empire and for whose whims
Is your honor judged by men
Will you lie
Will you lie if they say it's their will
Will you die or continue to kill
Until the generals all have their fill
Craven cowards
Armchair warriors
You will serve them well
What what will you write
For whose pleasure for whose delight
Will your readers see your light
Will you say That the singer can't blow you away
That we hate people just 'cause they're gay
Women and children all stay away
To whom whom do you pray
Do dollars wash your sins away
Does God love cold hard cash
Do you say If we all just continue to pay
All our ailments will go away
And our souls will be saved
God's not with you
"Holy Roller"
Your heart dwells in Hell
Why, Why do you run ?
Our awareness has spoiled your fun
Our eyes see you too clear
Will you hide
From the joy of expressing our pride
For the leaders and people who've died
While combating your genocide
Chains are breaking
Minds are waking
Soon we'll serve no more
