Public Image - First Issue

Stained glass windows keep the cold outside While the hypocrites hide inside With the lies of statues in their minds Where the Christian religion made them blind Where they hide And prey to the God of a bitch spelled backwards is dog Not for one race

Theme Now I understand (ha, ha, ha) Now I understand (ha, ha, ha) Theme going on and on and on It's not the same anymore No, never, never no Wish Wish Wish I could die Now walk alone Now walk in drain Does not compute Not a cliche And I wish I could