They're leading us into WWIII
How does it feel? How do you feel?
There will come a time when they'll look back upon it, you will see.
Four million x a hundred aren't ready to fight
But they're fighting their fears, but what are their fears?
Being cast aside by the ones who control their destiny.
Sometimes decision are made for me
But that's not the idea, no it's not the idea
Soon we will awaken to the funeral of democracy
Yeah it's hard to see mistakes in obstructed light
The people are silent, blinded and silent
One comes in and demands that we do it black and white.
Why should I work at all?
If it's not working for me
It's like I can't decide if I live or I die
Just as long as I'm paying to breathe.
It's not how I want it to be.
You think you got a case?
I'd like to smash in your face!
Cause I don't care
We know 'em all by name
Lieutenant Phil and Sergeant Dane
And they don't care
No one cares... but you
What makes you think you can complain?
When you're annoying us again?
And again..
Why won't you tell us who you are?
Afraid that we'll blow up your car?
Call the cops again
YOU WEAKLING!
Let's burn the records that you've been keeping
Turn it down, my cat is sleeping
Hey, shut up, you old bag
I'm not a bag, I'm a hag
Incontinent eh? you must be old
Street rats, Satan, Rock 'n' Roll.
Well...
Aren't we happy in our lives
Our happy homes
Our happy smiling garden gnomes.
Well...
Let's not be exposed
To something that we're sure we don't
Want to know.
Like the kid who used to hunt rats
People complained they didn't wanna see him
Chowing down on a rodent midnight snack
No they didn't wanna see
His 'disturbing' poverty.
So take your blinkers off me
Cause we all get that no one wins
Well...
We spend too much time
Wondering why
We don't have the lives that we can see
See...
Paraded around in that rich and
Often undeserving celebrity fantasy
You gotta lead by example
Not feel conscious or guilty
That your pockets are sewn up
Unlike that famous face you saw on TV
The time is now
But time is what we need
So turn off your TV
Leave behind that nightmare dream.
"Lick meinen Arsch, bitte. Meine Hand ist eine Faust, die in dein gesicht schlagt."
When everyone says, 'you're headed for a fall.'
I'll fall into dust
And for them the third man salute
You've got to form for yourself
Something that no one can break
And believe you can trust those who get through
Cause they'll sicken you, to remain immune.
With both hands used to draw yourself away
Yeah we'll balance you, a clean slate for a few
Separate like wake and sleep
No it never can be like it should have been
Now that you've forced a divide
You're telling me I'm not good enough?
Am I out of step?
Am I out of touch?
Or are you just out line?
Without the frames you need to see me as I am
And understand
A reputation precedes me
But it's of someone beneath me
Stand me alone
Not perfection
But we accept that you can lead yourself
While we can be a team
there are those that we know
And we can call them home
Strength in numbers
While you try to hold your own
