Suckin' on a screw down,
Lie lappin' break down,
Kissin' up the boy while the church burns down.
Makin' up to God,
Makin' up your bed,
Lyin' up the God, playin' dead.

I see the fizzle where the bombs fell on the beach.
Tell me why the truth is what's stuck between your teeth.

No one's leaving, till I say so.
Hold that breathin'! This much I know!!

I know, where it hurts.(3x)

Open up the flood gates,
Open up the seven gates,
Open up the door, hear the church burns down.
Streakin' like a comet,
Chokin' on yer vomit,
One more roll play dead.
Lord, I feel the pressure comin' down upon my head...
Lord tell me why the truth is sometimes better dead...

(3 again)
Yeah.
I know, (3x)

Hit the streets, hit the wall,
Hit the sheets, have a ball.
In the mouth, in the face,
In the teeth, take a taste.
Hit me where it hurts.
Come on and, hit me where it hurts.
Ya..

Make 'em pay, make a stand,
Break away, be a man.
Who ya be, who ya are,
Where ya live, what ya are,
Hit you where it hurts.