Well we all learned how to use a fork and a knife   How sometimes we have to wear a suit and tie   And understand these things are what give us the right   To go around the world acting superior    We live with missiles and the armaments cache   With rewritten histories and a fictional past   And though some of us still have questions to ask   This ship, she sails without a captain       Chorus:   Goddamn the Master Race that we're born in   Goddamn the howling wolf that we're serving    I've had it up to here . . .      And the opposition, we ain't doing so well   Our understanding is weak and our knowledge is small   And though kids scrawl frustration on the back street wall   Most of them can't even spell bastard       Chorus:   Goddamn the Master Race that we're born in   Goddamn the howling wolf that we're serving       Sometimes all I know is that cold wind blows   Down the valley from the mountain snows   On these muggy nights I lie awake   And wait for the thunder and the skies to break   But they are god and they are strong   And they can name the right and wrong   And they reclaim the things they own   They call us now . . .    So Candy please forgive these things that I've done   When the Master Race calls I know sometimes that I run   You mean more to me now than you ever did before   As I try to stay away from their clutches       Chorus:   Goddamn the master race that we're born in   Goddamn the howling wolf that we're serving