glanost
001 glasnost
the confession that you made
as she pulled you under
was in the distance in your eyes
it changes everything
and everything changes
but this is only a feeling
escape is in the mind
because who we are is all i have
it changes everything
and everything changes
002 murdocracy
tell me what you believe
that hysteria is written by men who are paid to believe
what their leaders were told
like the bravery of fighting a war by remote control
we worshipped the pillars of greed
and the silent majority shuffled along with muted dissent
as white collar criminals gambled their empires away
but you’ve got blood on your hands
but you’ve got blood on your hands
but it’s not a question of faith
there’s a man with a cross in his hands
and a darkness that burns through his soul
if your god does exist
then you’ll be the first to burn
003 division
a madman stares through the looking glass and holds us in his hands
the endless chant of a war machine on your TV screens
the future of our way of life depends on this
for those of your who are morally impaired
the president will be crying in your place
but we’re only doing what we know is best for you
the way it’s always been here
revenge will be at six today, just before the evening news
the endless chant of the war machine on your TV screens
the future of our way of life depends on this
for those of your who are morally impaired
the president will be crying in your place
but we’re only doing what we know is best for you
the way it’s always been here
004 reconnect
what did you do with the years?
it’s been so long that i forget
did you waste your time on stupid dreams?
and did you find yourself happiness?
it’s too late, your choice is made
it’s too late to reconnect
anywhere but here with you
because i watched your drown as we spoke
there’s nothing left to fear but regret
nothing left to lose but yourself
it’s too late, your choice is made
it’s too late to reconnect
005 cave in
you search her eyes but you find yourself, along the lines that crack her face
but certain things never seem to change – the poison words, the space between them now
the sound of desperation rips like a wave through the crowd in this quiet bar
where the chosen few drink to better days, and other happy endings
another happy ending lost, and you feel your heart cave in
a flood of red, a city drowning in its sleep
it passes by like a blue of grey, with its neon suns and discount glamour girls
the quiet resignation sinks in the eyes of the men on the last train home
where the chosen few think of better days, and other happy endings
another happy ending lost, and you feel your heart cave in
006 keep calm and carry on
you grit your teeth and blame the government the way your fathers did
here nothing changes
you don’t believe a single word they say, that they’re all the same
the reds, the blues, the elite
keep calm and carry on
you grit your teeth and blame the government when they armed the poor
and called it liberation
but your sent your young to fight eternal wars
and then we wonder why
here nothing changes
keep calm and carry on
007 you’ll never know what this means
pathetic little man
with power in your hands
and fire in your tongue
it’s such a brave new world
for thieves and parasites like you
all pathetic little men
so choose your words before you speak
pathetic little man
with fire in your tongue
as you talk with authority
about things you will never be
but you’ll never know what this means
the glory and the fame
so disposable and cheap
it makes you feel so young
but what a wonderful world
for thieves and charlatans like you
do you know what i mean?
so choose your words before you speak
pathetic little man
with fire in your tongue
as you talk with authority
about things you will never be
but you’ll never know what this means
you’ll never know
you’ll never know what this means
008 red
all the president’s men, standing in line in their sunday best
bastard sons of unspeakable days
the pride of the nation in the glory of men
haven’t you learned a thing?
there’s a deafening sound as the Earth swallows red with regret
it’s the echoes of darker days
and she wonders what goes through your head, little man
no
still the rivers run crimson and gold
haven’t you seen enough?
crimson and gold
haven’t you seen enough?
it’s a desperate lie, of peace and progress and the union of men
but the ghosts you forgave should have taught you to think
but this is a fucking disgrace
no
still the rivers run crimson and gold
haven’t you seen enough?
crimson and gold
haven’t you seen enough?
009 gosling
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010 clarity
it comes crashing down on you
like an earthbound fist
but waiting is all we can do
and the years passed me by
a moment of clarity
like a fist in the dark
but waiting is all i can do
and i fear the rising tide
don’t let it go
if it slips through your hands
crashing down
like a fist in the dark
like a fist in the dark
011 wolves!
big man, big words
you live your life
through someone else’s dreams
don’t sell yourself
to the wolves at your door
don’t sell yourself
to the wolves at your door
big man, big words
you’re a dying whore
in a changing world
don’t sell yourself
to the wolves at your door
don’t sell yourself
to the wolves at your door