The kingdom of God is a partynof marksmen and mercenariesnAnd only the man with no lute in his heartnwill be shattered like glass under hoovesnnTyphoidnScurvynnLet's get drunk and be politenNo!nLet's get drunk and start a fight!nYes!nRepent!nRepent with us tonightn'cause God hates a liarnnThe kingdom of God is a partynof marksmen and mercenariesnAnd only the man whose heartstrings are weaknwill be splattered like mudnnTyphoid!nScurvy!nAnd the lepers...