Dear Valued Customer
2. DEAR VALUED CUSTOMER
This world spins but not for you
And all of their lies have become true
And i see a light, but behind there is the night
This world spins but not for you
You'll beg and you'll crawl
With your back to the wall
You'll hope and you'll obey
But it will always end this way
And the day that we bomb Langley, Virginia
All the men in suits'll face their mortal truth
And the day that we bomb Langley, Virginia
All the men in ties burn with their normal lies
In this moment of sweet revenge
We'll crisp their stinking hearts
Turn the table on Gehlen's boys
Obliterate their death dance
I will deceive you, my friend
However i can
Bury your head in the sand
Bury your face in your hands
I will never understand
I will never understand
As we stand in line in your efficiency drive
A voice from the checkout screams
That this orwellian nightmare
Is now an everyday scene
And we live in fear of this naive giant
And we drown in an ocean of blood he's spilt
And we cry for the crimes of the naive giant
But we know that he never, ever will
I will give my soul ever so gladly
To my luscious king and his country
I will donate my mind for the greater good
To sink the debt, well, if i could
And the earth is filled
With the people you've killed
Yeah, this earth is filled
With the bodies you've killed
Hey, Christian God get outta my face
Your holy ghost is a curse on the human race
I'd like to string you up one more time
No stupid sacrament, no pissy wine
I want a one way ticket back to the womb
I want to rejoin my ancestors, please make it soon
Maybe your hope is paralyzed
Maybe your joy anaesthetized
But the bane of this plane of existance is clear
Yes the bane will remain 'till we get out of here
I'd rather be red than dead
Rather be dead than a skinhead
This ain't England this is Australia
Don't wanna repeat the Thatcher failure
Brown shirts and bigotry
Ain't really my cup of tea
Annihilate. Intimidate. Violate. Liquidate
Suffocate. Subjugate. Vegetate. Decimate.
In fear we invent Gods and governments
To hide we invent Gods and governments
Behind lies a truth that's ugly and shallow
Our lives are a journey confined and narrow
We're born alone and we die alone
There are heroes among us, but they're all unsung
The landscape gives us the best indication
That the light at the end of the tunnel, is a gateway to nothing