He was the artful dodger of the bullet blasts While the cop cars passed him by For the wolves-in-sheep's-clothes politics And the pop stars Young men die While you while away our pensions Cheat on your wives and taxes, no Is your embezzlement also heaven sent Like these prodigal planes in the sky? The last time his card gets slid into The war machine Charging another round . The distance Between what we say and what we mean Change in the underground Translate the life blood spatter Rescue me from this binary chatter The last time His card gets slid into the war machine Charging another round
Waking up from a nightmare Drowned down there The dead boys' stare How does the cost outweigh The life we need The air we breathe? Do we tell each other When we can't sleep? Wake up sweating in goodwill sheets? My optimistic apocalypse triptych: Inflammable material Send for me
The last time His card gets slid into the war machine. Charging another round . The distance Between what we say and what we mean Change in the underground
The prophecy in The life blood spatter Rescue me from the binary chatter The last time His card gets slid into the war machine Charging another round
Our waters, The tide we'd Watch it unpolluted
Take us all out With this age of War crimes Worn so weightless: Distraction Its not mine The weight of living the choice To defend Its our time
His card get slid into the War machine. Charging another round . The distance Between what we say And what we mean Change in the underground Prophecy in the life blood spatter Rescue me from the binary chatter The last time His card gets slid to the War machine Charging another round .