They play our electric guitars
And if not for the good people we've been

All we'd hear is sounds of our horses dyin'

But I'm not about to start cryin' about it

It must be fairly normal to devolve
In the cycloptic broodin' as the genocidal

Massacres you rubbed ova some perceived sedition
Insecurities of men messin' everythin' up again
Oh  a show wrote in sparrow in the gales  only
I neva follow no kind of master's voice

The mutinous tramp of cold voltage
Crucifixion is my conduit

I just watched my hero fail

Now I'm in a dark and violent funk

Every leader is a cellophane punk
If ya hear me say yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
There must be a softer vision
That ya could kick to
In this aureate gloom  I assume

Both sides are embarrassingly
Backwards in their thinkin'
There ain't no-one to side with
None I want to defend
So the mute minded search  silly in luv
People disappear on the wrong side of this revolution
When they resurface
There's a black hole in their skull

People disappear on the wrong side of this revolution
When they'll return
All their childhood memories are dead

I neva follow no kind of master's voice
The mutinous tramp of cold voltage
Crucifixion is my conduit

I just watched my hero fail

Now I'm in a dark and violent funk

Every leader is a cellophane punk
If ya hear me say yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
I neva follow no kind of master's voice

The mutinous tramp of cold voltage
Crucifixion is my conduit

I just watched my hero fail
Now I'm in a dark and violent funk

Every leader is a cellophane punk
If ya hear me say yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah

I believeing wish

I believeing you

I believeing wish

I believeing you
You you you you
You you you
I believeing wish

I believeing you

I believeing wish

I believeing you
You you you you
You you you you