On we fall tumbling and fumbling the ball like a drunk that swam the mirror hall
For a shoeshine and a necktie of subservience
Ski slope psychologies and dead mythologies who dares to question ideology?
I, said Jesus and the Buffalo
On we fall running on emptiness falling through the black hole too slow never whole
For a flag blood red and dangerous
Delusions and confusions and cartoon illusions a promenade of oppressor conclusions
This insanity a normality
Are we gonna sleep forever in this corporatocracy?
When we gonna stand for nature we're like horses in the sea
All on board the fairground ride bring your children to the carnival of plastic faces
And the cold dead eyes of the genocidal
That measure our insecurities by burning the houses in the forest where the lovers go to die
This insanity a normality
Are you we gonna sleep forever in this corporatocracy?
When we gonna stand for nature we're like horses in the sea
Fresh meat cries the governer of the fragmented order every second the downbeat of a goose step