There's no way out! Woke up, wasted in 1984, been misplaced but we won't be anymore, our lord and savior, our undertaker, a new dictator at the door...Everybody gather round (see what's really going down), on the air, on the streets, (read it in a magazine), extra, extra, tell me all about it, we can reroute but we'll never get around it. (Give me the straight dope!) They're all so full of shit, (Cancers and conmen!) They get you over with. Live nation, condemnation, an obligation to occupation, an orchestration of misinterpretation....No ceasefire in a never-ending war, no allegiance, this isn't what we swore. Our lord and savior, our undertaker, there aint no order to restore....(Fires and earthquakes!), Ruptures and hurricanes, (We play the high stakes!), the beauty that remains. Location calculation, an obligation to decimation, civilization writing Revalations....Leave all your values at the door, there'll be no order to restore.
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