Who's cooking at the stake tonight?   Is it the black, yellow, the red or the white?   The majority's meat is the minority's poison   So you keep your head down and run with the boys on   A phalanx of phallic power and contempt   There are berries for the bullies and the thoroughbred turkeys   Who won't mourn your loss as they rule in your name   You know it mocks sense but you shut your face      I spy love but it's highly debatable   I hear lies and they're inescapable   Fire, fire, toil and trouble   The wall is down now watch that rubble burn   Watch that rubble burn      There's a blood red lining to every lie   A calamity in every alleyway!   I'm an uneasy rider on this blood-slicked highway   There ain't one way to cook a goose   There ain't one way to tie a noose!       I spy love but it's highly debatable   I hear lies and they're inescapable   Fire, fire, toil and trouble   The wall is down now watch that rubble burn   Watch that rubble burn      Who's cooking at the stake tonight?   Is it the black, the yellow, the red or the white?   There's a blood-red lining to every lie   A calamity in every alleyway   I'm an uneasy rider on a blood-slicked highway   a blood-slicked highway   on this blood-slicked highway   on this blood-slicked highway