They Come In Shoals - War From A Harlots Mouth

The city’s sky blows blackened doom

Onto the little life that’s left

You’re still glued to a screen

While the real world turns to dust

Mind control devices

Installed for education

Are focussing your energy

On the furthest thing from reality

They keep you deaf

To the sound of revolution

They avert your eyes

From the sceptics decapitation

Seek no solace digging for roots

There is no interpretation for truth

No solace for truth

Omnipresent secrecy

Under the flag of democracy

There’s feds at the door

Oh it’s just fed ex

Thought I heard walkie talkies

Must’ve been them redneck neighbours of mine

They fuckin with they cb

And we in the spot watchin c.o.p.s.

on tv

You have been sold

You always bought what you’ve been told

You have been sold