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, "Tisk, tisk, tisk," 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

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, "Tisk, tisk, tisk," and "Shame, shame, shame"

Finally fell asleep on the plane
to wake to see we're going down in flames

Na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na
Banana na na, na na na

Let me pause to clarify
(Cause 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

Let me pause to clarify
(Cause 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.


Written by Matthew Thiessen ©2001 Gotee Music (BMI) - Admin by EMI-CMP