Christians, we're all afraid of fire
We prefer to suck on pacifiers
Baby pacifists, we're throwing fits
We don't shake hands, we shake our fists

We're cannibals, we watch our brothers fall
We eat our own, the bones and all
Finally fell asleep on the plane
To wake to see we're going down in flames
We're going down, down, down in flames
We're gonna drown, drown, drown insane

We see the problem and the risk
But nothing's solved, we just say
Tsk, tsk, tsk and shame, shame, shame
Finally fell asleep on the plane
To wake to see we're going down in flames

Christians, we mourn, the thorn is stuck
In the side of the body
Watch it self-destruct
The enemy is much ignored
When we fight this Christian civil war

Let me pause to clarify
Because I'm sure you're asking why
I stand before you and proudly claim
To belong to what this song complains
I'm part of the problem, I confess
But I gotta get this off my chest
Let's extinguish the anguish
For which we're to blame
And save the world from going down in flames.

Copyright: Capitol CMG Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): MATTHEW ARNOLD THIESSEN