Outside my window brainwashed puppets
March on
Can't stop indifference with your silence
And closed doors
I'm looking for the truth
You're disappearing from my view
We should
Light up the fuse
Fat money briefcase men in black suits
Sad crooks
They've got their fingers on your heartbeat
A tight noose
I'm not going to wait in line
These superstitions make you blind
Sometimes
You win and lose
Light up the fuse
Again
So many prophets of disaster shout
For something we don't want
Come on you people let your voices out
Stop whispering the noise
Sometimes
You win and lose
Light up the fuse
Again