Too many empty heads, cold hearts, eyes dead,
Inert and inbred,
Drugs, guns and hot lead,
Pierced, spiked and tattooed religious yahoos,
Hot temper, cheap booze,
Nothing here but bad news,
The centre can’t hold now,
We don’t have the know-how,
Throw it in the hoosegow,
Jesus coming anyhow,
Booted up and head shaved,
Merciless and enraged,
Broke and brooding ingrates,
Faithless, cunning inmates,
Last days, last chance,
Too late to turn around,
This is all in plain sight, what about the underground?
Where are the plain folk, charitable and decent?
Where are the love songs?
Wonder where the joy went.
Yeah, too many empty heads, cold hearts, eyes dead,
Inert and inbred,
Drugs, guns and hot lead,
Pierced, spiked and tattooed religious yahoos,
Hot tempered, cheap booze,
Nothing here but bad news,
The centre can’t hold now,
We don’t have the know-how,
Throw it in the hoosegow,
Jesus coming anyhow,
Booted up and head shaved,
Merciless and enraged,
Broke and brooding ingrates,
Faithless, cunning inmates,
Last days, last chance,
Too late to turn around,
This is all in plain sight, what about the underground?
Where are the plain folk, the charitable and decent?
Where are the love songs?
Wonder where the joy went.
Well, I wonder where the joy went,
I wonder where the joy went,
Turn this off,
Turn this off,
Turn this off,
Turn this off.
