I don't believe in your laws - I don't need them at all I don't believe in your gods - coz they make me look small No hoary falsehood shall be truth to me I don't need yer printed idols - can't you see? To the north - I raise my voice To the south - I show a sign To the east - I beckon! To the west - I shout! For I stand forth to challenge yer god Lo & behold - all this is fraud No cult or dogma shall camp my pen Before none of your false prophets do I bend (down) To the north - I raise my voice To the south - I show a sign To the east - I beckon! To the west - I shout! To the north - I raise my voice To the south - I show a sign To the east - I beckon! To the west - I shout! Gods & laws & slave-made morals Gods & laws & slave-made morals Gods & laws & slave-made morals Gods & laws & slave-made morals I don't believe in your laws - I don't need them at all I don't believe in your gods - coz they make me look small No hoary falsehood shall be truth to me I don't need yer printed idols - can't you see? To the north - I raise my voice To the south - I show a sign To the east - I beckon! To the west - I shout!