When I see this bunch of bastards
Drivin', drivin' their brand new bikes
I just want to step on the gas
Til I hit them with my car
Aryan clones don't make me smile
Go away you fuckin' spies
Salt Lake City's big enough
Lock it up & kill your kind
Bicycle's ayatollahs
Praise your god I lose your track
Religion means death means boredom
Make your day..Smash a mormon !
Mormons...Motherf*ckers since day one !
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