You call yourself a Christian
I think that you're a hypocrite
You say you are a patriot
I think that you're a crock of shit
And listen, I love gasoline
I drink it everyday
But it's getting very pricey
And who is gonna pay?

How come you're so wrong?
My sweet neo-con

It's liberty, for all
Democracy's our style
Unless you are against us
Then it's prison without trial
But one thing that is certain
Life is good at Halliburton
If you're really so astute
You should invest in Brown and Root

How come you're so wrong?
My sweet neo-con
If you turn out right
I'll eat my hat tonight

It's getting very scary
Yes I'm frightened out my wits
There's bombers in my bedroom
And it's giving me the shits
We must have loads more bases
To protect us from our foes
Who needs these foolish friendships
We're going it alone

How come you're so wrong?
My sweet neo-con
Where's the money gone
In the Pentagon

Yeh yeh yeh