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