Give me a god I can worship blind, give me a flag I can never doubt Give me a trend so I'll be defined, give me a maze I can never get out Give me the lie of democracy, give me a lost and bewildered herd Give me a case of low self esteem, and a hell where the sinners burn
You live our lives We chase your dreams Through fetid skies On unfettered wings
Sing me a stupid song, and I'll sing along, I'm so one dimensional I need a reason to hate myself, so you can fill me with chemicals I'm never in style for long, I'm so here then gone I need the fashion to make me whole, so I can polish my happiness machine
Send me a plan for serenity, tell me it's all gonna be OK Help me to navigate the sea of souls drowning in hypocrisy Pour your water over me, cleanse my mind with your fairy tales Read your holy book to me, but so much to rescind the sale
Sing to me, sing to me Make me believe I am a constantly moving happiness machine