[Intro]
Slum of a disregard
Black mold, Black child, no callback (What would you teach an evil spirit?)
Abuse of power comes no surprise
Slum of a disregard
Electric guitar
Oh, my electric guitar

[Verse]
Comfort's a material condition, core rotted
Curious invention, Tel Aviv holiday
Sincerity was thread bare, urgency been missin'
I smile like watermelon slice
Turn the dagger slow, too late to make it right
Tongue-tied talk, make noose, quick hung
Believe what people say they are and do, okay, move
If this happens all the time, what's the plan?
Both my boys have my eyes, don't force my hand
I'm all tied up
Black mold, black lung, Black child, no callback
Black mold, black lung, Black child, no callback

[Outro]
My lord's a Z—
My
My landlord's a Z—
Zioni—
My
My landlord's a Z—
Zionist