Source and seed of misanthropy
   Is the age of inquisition
   Where kings and queens got the power
   To lay down immoral religions
   Pursuit of innocent flesh
   Shredding of their blood
   Plundering and robbing
   A thousand natural lusts
  
   Hypnotised by the smell of death
   Stiff walking to the stake
   Amusement, tar and feathers
   You are gonna loose your faith
   Delivered from the hell's great fear
   Spirits lost in gloom
   Seek them in their dread abode
  
   Tarred and feathered
  
   Beautiful red-haired ladies
   They got put in the pillory
   Skinned alive or stoned to death
   Broken on the wheel
   Sanguinary with arms across
   The king watched the scenery
   Exorcised and quartered
   In the shambles of sin
  
   Hypnotised by the smell of death
   Stiff walking to the stake
   Amusement, tar and feathers
   You are gonna loose your faith
   Delivered from the hell's great fear
   Spirits lost in gloom
   Seek them in their dread abode
  
   Tarred and feathered
  
   Hypnotised by the smell of death
   Stiff walking to the stake
   Amusement, tar and feathers
   You are gonna loose your faith
   Delivered from the hell's great fear
   Spirits lost in gloom
   Seek them in their dread abode
  
   Tarred and feathered
   Tarred and feathered
   Tarred and feathered