There’s a pressure building in my head
Flashing lights and panic buttons
Rolling round the world
Filling it with dread
Suck it up they say
Tomorrow’s another day
For politicians to come out and play
Weaving their vision across all
Saying do as they say,
I’m looking for an out
Stead I lose myself in drugs
Baking my mind into oblivion
Just wait another day...
It’s a lost cause they say
Three years on from their war
Three years from when there ‘was no other way’
It’s all lies
A bed of hypocrisy
Holding our dying democracy
I hear sobriety is an illness of the past
We all wanna lose ourselves
Before we understand just how bad
Everything gotten
In parliament they shake their heads
Oh oh ‘shit’s hit the fan’
Oh well it doesn’t matter
No one will notice one less nation
Let’s dig it up for parts
Sell them on and bury it in history
We write the books they study anyway
Who’ll notice a missing populous?
They were all rebels anyway