I've no consideration, zero mutual respect
for billions who suffer from rational thought neglect
I don't want to waste a sentence, I don't want a conversation
That's gonna end is disdain, disbelief and aggravation
.
And I find it's getting harder to hang out
With grown adults who actually believe
In Santa Clause and Noah's Ark, and their God is the best
My distaste has turned into detest
.
Who would read a 2,000 year-old medical journal
Techniques for blood-letting, advice on trichinosis
Would you navigate the globe with the map of a flat Earth?
Without DNA testing, would you believe virgin birth
.
And I find it's getting painful to put up
With grown adults who actually believe
In unicorns and creation, and God always takes their side
That's when my innocent jabbing turns to snide
.
Thank God for the Grammy
Thank God for the Touchdown
Thank God for blowing up
the enemies sacred ground
.
So how am supposed to take
anything you say seriously
when you swap free will for faith
hope and pre-destiny
.
And it's getting agonizing to hang out
With grown adults who actually believe
Mythology and history, trump physics and science
My aversion has turned to abhorrence.

Letra: Henrique Cesar Poldo