Nailing up this sign on the wall
It's horizons wide, but still to small
'Cause you're losing all your senses
Soon you're manikin dolls
With plastic for brains
And polythene balls
Just you cling to your guns
And no love, god or country
Will stand when you're done
Don't you think it's strange
Nobody takes offence
They just change
Like clay in a mold
I'm losing faith in common sense
In strife for greater good
There's no brotherhood of man
And I just don't understand
All I see is greed over cause
As the suits on the hill crave applause
And while some climb the barricades
Most do nothing at all
Being suckered by the TV screen
They don't hear the call
Trade in spines for cheap fame
This new law of attraction
It's completely insane