Introducing the new code of honour,
It's black and white.
Question muted by the gun in your mouth,
Principles standardised.
You disarmed yourself
When you pointed the gun,
Turn it back at yourself,
That's the only possible outcome.

Yes sir!
Is the catch-phrase of the year,
We've taken backseats, let 'em steer.
And the anchorman declared,
These are the wages of sin,
Yeah, it's glory bombing.
The snake's uncoiled itself,
Now it's spitting venom,
(It's) violent serum.

Hate preachers,
Newspapers,
Pennsylvania pick up truck,
They've got you hooked.
You disarmed yourself
When you shot the gun,
An eye for an eye ,a tooth for a tooth
but only half a truth

Yes sir!
It's the anthem of the year,
Hatred contaminated tears.
The anchorman declares,
These are the wages of sin
Yeah, it's glory bombing.
The snakes uncoiled itself,
Now it's spitting venom,
Violent serum.