Master Race - Skyclad

Well we all learned how to use a fork and knife

How sometimes we have to wear a suit and tie

And understand these things are what give us this right

To go around the world acting superior

We live with missles and the armaments cash

With rewritten histories and a fictional past

And though some of us still have questions to ask

The ship she sails without a captain

Goddam this master race

That we’re born in

Goddam this howling wolf

That we’re serving

I’ve had it up to here…

The opposition, we ain’t doing so well

I understadning is weak and our knowledge is small

And though kids scrawl frustration on the back street wall

Most of them can’t even spell basatard

Goddam this master race

That we’re born in

Goddam this howling wolf

That we’re serving

Sometimes all I know is that cold wind blows

Down the valley from the mountain snows

On these muggy nights I lie awake

Waiting for the thunder and the skies to break

But they are god and they are strong

And the can name the right and the wrong

And they reclaim the things they own

They call us now…

So candy please forgive these things that I’ve done

When the master race calls I know sometime that I run

And you mean more to me now than you ever did before

As I try to stay away from their clutches

Goddam this master race

That we’re born in

Goddam this howling wolf

That we’re serving