Keep a straight face, stand in line Applause, applause We're here We're fine Freedom comes in 99 flavors What we take we waste What we don't take We throw away One, two, three, four immolations Five, six, seven dinner time And you may think There is nothing there You don't see anything 'Cause you don't look at anything It could have been the father It should have been the son It would have been the mother If she had a gun, yeahhhh On with the jackhammer! Humanity under construction On with the jackhammer! Hate, man made Let's all go out and hang ourselves As we become what we see So bored, cared for and overfed I'm sure it's for the better I'm pretty sure it's pretty safe And if it's not Then nothing is So let's leave it alone First there were none And then one Then all of a sudden There were some Improving me, improving you Improving faith, improving the truth Pretend We pretend We pretend We cannot pretend We don't pretend We pretend We pretend We don't pretend We cannot pretend We cannot pretend We're the bleeding enemy We're the bleeding enemy We're the bleeding enemy We're the bleeding enemy We're the bleeding enemy Oh, God! we're the bleeding enemy We're the bleeding enemy We're the bleeding enemy Life It's up to you Or the one you leave it up to Consequence There is no consequence Blind eye I try to make you understand But you're a look without a see In the illusion of democracy I raise my voice and disagree