We are the fortunate people, the apple of Jehovah's eye We are the sons and the daughters of the Most High Many they don't have the knowledge They don't have a critical eye Let it go on and just see how it goes These people are nothing but what if it grows? Someone must fight and God knows it is me! 'Cause we are the chosen ones, we come with hellfire in megatons Yeah, we are the chosen few and I will erase all this ballyhoo Secular people are nothing, I won't even darken their door But Jesus' people are worse, they've been taught the law They should have know very much better So with them I'll mop up the floor And yes, I know what our Gamaliel said We must stop this treason before we're all dead If we don't, brothers, I dread where we'll be! 'Cause we are the chosen ones, we come with hellfire in megatons Yeah, we are the chosen few and I will erase all this ballyhoo Ballyhoo, nothing new, just ballyhoo...