The Dead Milkmen - 13th Century Boy lyrics

Illiterate peasants crowdin' in on me I feel like an island in a filthy sea Feels like I'm living in the 13th century The world now, it hurdles All booted We wander, in circles All Spurred k**ing the infidel Our Mission God will recognize His children Legless beggars line the streets Digging in the garbage for something to eat Feels like I'm living in the 13th century The devil on the corner The martyr in flames Cows, Pigs wars and witches It all seems the same The Saints in the sewers The stench of decay The bodies in ditches They all scream my name Torture, secret prison, and missing persons Every day the situation Worsens Feels like I'm living in the 13th century The world now, it hurdles All booted We wander, in circles All Spurred k**ing the infidel Our Mission God will recognize His children Feels like I'm living in the 13th century Feels like I'm living in the 13th century Feels like I'm living in the 13th century