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