New Puritan lyrics

Hail the new puritanMaelstrom, cook oneAnd all hard-core fiendsWill die by meAnd all decadent sinsWill reap disciplineNew puritanThis is the grim reeferThe snap at the end of the strawWith a high grim quotaYour star karma ginNew puritanIn la the window opener switchIs like a dinosaur cackleA pterodactyl cackleJet plane circleOver imported treesAll the film ghosts will rise upWith the sexually abused and the new youthIn britain the scream of electric pumps in a renovated pubYour stomach swells up before you get drunkDon’t call me peter I can’t goSalem’s just up the roadI’ve got work to doHail the new puritanOut of hovel-cum-coven-cum-oven[spoken] (right you go back to that riff)Hail the new puritanOut of hovel, cum-coven, cum-ovenAnd all hard-core fiendsWill die by meAnd all decadent sinsWill reap disciplineNew puritanI curse your preoccupationWith your record collectionNew puritan has no timeIt’s only music, johnNew puritanUngodly massThick ass
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