Oh, no, no, no—Phelps, you've lost your mind
Oh, no, no—Phelps, you've lost your mind

If God rid the world of "sodomites"
You would still find sinners there to smite
What would your Lord do?
I'm sure he's nothing like you
Even your children think you've lost your mind

When the wave hit, thousands dead and gone
Most would pray the rest could carry on
But you were hateful—
Toddlers drowned, and you felt grateful
The folks in Sweden think you've lost your mind

Oh, no, no, no—Phelps, you've lost your mind
Oh, no, no—Phelps, you've lost your mind

Just whose voice was giving you this call?
You're the greatest lunatic of all,
So sure of Eden
As you pray for plagues on Sweden
Around the world, folks think you've lost your mind

Maybe hell's not where they belong—
You're so sure you're right,
That God says they're wrong
Maybe you've been praying too hard
You've gone too far,
Offered nothing to hope for

God alone knows: will the Swedes live on?
I'll be much too sorry if they're gone
I'll pray the nation
Gets spared from more devastation
Your God's not heartless, but you've lost your mind

I had laughed you off at the start
I've seen for myself
You've hardened your heart
Now I know the hypocrite you are
It's frightened me so far
But it's worth standing up to

Face your hate, the consequence it brings—
You have been a fool for many things
Your faith has gone bad,
Millions are with me on that
I intend to show you that you've lost your mind

Oh, no, no, no—Phelps, you've lost your mind
Oh, no, no—Phelps, you've lost your mind