Radio Cambodia

I guess I'm not impressed.
With which dialect marches best,
And who reaches heaven in what order?
When our kids are baptized in mortar/We found that ultimately you can make it snow in the summer

It's a shame that our messiahs move their pawns from different mountains
And we're left to dance these bodies 'round the fountain.
If a leader preaches worship to the sheep within the valley,
Who'll be riding in a tank that says "just married"?

Contrary to what you believe
We oscillate at varied speeds
The food in jail is sulphury.
How do Inuits spell relief?

Summer's trudging closer and a flurry of white as well.
It's the heart of nuclear winter and I'm scared as hell.