From the recording Westboro (Church! Event! Caution!)
Lyrics
They try to feed us pills, to comprise our brain
Two fingers down my throat I vomit them away
The broken and the sick come for medicine
But your hospital's a prison that locks the sickness in
Oh! You're addicted to the poison that you make
Blind to your hypocrisy and criticism you can't take
You come in the name of Love but all you do is hate
With picket signs, deceit and lies, you disgrace the One you claim to praise
You crucify the sick, to glorify yourself
You make anyone who disagrees life a living hell
To avoid the truth, you'd do anything you can
To keep yourself from hearing that you're the sick and damned
You're the sick and damned
Oh! You're addicted to the poison that you make
Blind to your hypocrisy and criticism you can't take
You come in the name of Love but all you do is hate
With picket signs, deceit and lies, you disgrace the One you claim to praise
You're the sickness not the cure
You're the sickness not the cure
You're the sickness not the cure
You're the sickness not the cure
You're the sickness not the cure
You're the sickness not the cure
Oh! You're addicted to the poison that you make
You're blind to hypocrisy and criticism you can't take
You come in the name of Love but all you do is hate
With picket signs, deceit and lies, you disgrace the One you claim to...
Oh! You're addicted to the poison that you make
Blind to your hypocrisy and criticism you can't take
You come in the name of Love but all you do is hate
With picket signs, deceit and lies, you disgrace the One you claim to praise
You're the sickness not the cure
You're the sickness not the cure
You're the sickness not the cure
You're the sickness not the cure

