When you're looking for the answers
The questions all remain the same
Why are we here, what are we doing?
Why do we have to play these games.
People controlled through disillusion
War, mongers, and preachers , selling praise
They'll use the word interrogation
And try to keep us all afraid
Cause in a world full of lies
If you just compromise
The players keep playing the game
And the land that you see, is not the land of the free
It's the land of no one else to blame.
Bullets in blacks and no solution's and body's falling down like rain
Illusions tied to institutions
Police patrol the structured game.
Men wonder, women ponder
Their rights diminish every day.
Consumption of the propaganda
Made up in slogans they replay.
Cuz in a world full of lies
If you just compromise
The players keep playing the game
And the world that you see
Is not the land of the free
It's the land of no one else to blame.
You wanna run, you wanna hide
You want to play off the other side
But our feudal lord has become our king
And now you wave your fascist pride
You got a gun, you got a badge
A false god is all you have
But our feudal lord has become our king
Can't you see we've all been had