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...