Merciful God Songtext
von Tom Robinson

Fat white maggots with their fat white faces
Crawling all over God′s holy places
Smoke glass windows, aircon coaches
Spewing out locusts, spewing out roaches

God is merciful, God is just
Why mind dying if he says we must
I'm not frightened, I′m not fearful
I'm doing the job God put me here for


Preaching democracy and Gentle Jesus
They lie and bully us, bomb and bleed us
Help our enemies slay our brothers
Kill our children and murder our mothers

God is merciful, God is just
Why mind dying if he says we must
I'm not frightened, I′m not tearful
I′m doing the job God put me here for

Fat white maggots, all blind and bloated
Like their reality sugarcoated
There's only one language, they understand
And that′s when the bodyparts hit the fan


God is merciful, God is just
Why mind dying if he says we must
I'm not frightened, I′m quite cheerful
Doing the job God put me here for