So you don't fit into their little mold
And you don't do what you're told
What does the good book tell
We're all going to hell

Arlen Spector says, "Burn Witch Burn"
Oral Roberts says, "Burn Witch Burn"
Strom Thurmond says, "Burn Witch Burn"
They're all the Moral Reich

So you look kinda funny
And you don't have lots of money
You lead a different kind of life
And you've never had a wife

Chorus

Arent't they good at teaching hate
Make us feel like second rate
It's like being with the Stepford wives
Coming at you with their moral rights

Chorus

What's on their guilty minds
Anything they can find
What will it be next
We're all over sexed