Everyday you squander Looking out for number one It's a ride on the roundabout Everything is broken Everything is hard to find Nothing's left for the last in line You can go back To your heart attack and your starry eyes Spin me around I'm ready to drown in your lullabies And a twenty-first-century high Everything's a shining Vision of a smiling face Let's break into a brighter day - yeah Everyone is climbing Up and down a diamond mine Nothing's left for the last in line You can go back To your heart attack and your starry eyes Spin me around I'm ready to drown in your lullabies And a twenty-first-century high You can go back... You can go back...

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Born into Nixon, I was raised in hell A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled The last one born, and the first one to run My town was blind from refinery sun My generation is zero I never made it as a working class hero 21st century breakdown I once was lost, but never was found I think I'm losing what's left of my mind To the 20th century deadline Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh I was made of poison and blood Condemnation is what I understood Video games through the towers' fall Homeland security could kill us all My generation is zero I never made it as a working class hero 21st century breakdown I once was lost, but never was found I think I'm losing what's left of my mind To the 20th century deadline We are the class of, the class of '13 Born in the era of humility We are the desperate in the decline Raised by the bastards of 1969 My name is no one, the long lost son Born on the Fourth of July Raised through the era of heroes and cons That left me for dead or alive I am a nation, a worker of pride (hey!) My debt to the status quo The scars on my hands and a means to an end It's all that I have to show Hey! Hey! Hey! I swallowed my pride, and I choked on my faith I've given my heart and my soul I've broken my fingers and lied through my teeth The pillar of damage control I've been to the edge, and I've thrown the bouquet (hey!) Of flowers left over from the grave I've sat in the waiting room wasting my time And waiting for judgment day I praise liberty The freedom to obey Is the song that strangles me Well, don't cross the line Oh, dream, America, dream I can't even sleep From the light's early dawn Oh, scream, America, scream Believe what you see From heroes and cons

The Dance of the Puppets The rusted chains of prison moons Are shattered by the sun. I walk a road, horizons change The tournament's begun. The purple piper plays his tune, The choir softly sing; Three lullabies in an ancient tongue, For the court of the crimson king. The keeper of the city keys Put shutters on the dreams. I wait outside the pilgrim's door With insufficient schemes. The black queen chants The funeral march, The cracked brass bells will ring; To summon back the fire witch To the court of the crimson king. The gardener plants an evergreen Whilst trampling on a flower. I chase the wind of a prism ship To taste the sweet and sour. The pattern juggler lifts his hand; The orchestra begin. As slowly turns the grinding wheel In the court of the crimson king. On soft gray mornings widows cry The wise men share a joke; I run to grasp divining signs To satisfy the hoax. The yellow jester does not play But gentle pulls the strings And smiles as the puppets dance In the court of the crimson king.

Talk, it's only talk Arguments, agreements, advice, answers Articulate announcements It's only talk Talk, it's only talk Babble, burble, banter, bicker, bicker, bicker Brouhaha, balderdash, ballyhoo It's only talk Backtalk Talk, talk, talk, it's only talk Comments, clichés, commentary, controversy Chatter, chit-chat, chit-chat, chit-chat Conversation, contradiction, criticism It's only talk Cheap talk Talk, it's all rhetoric Debates, discussions These are words with a D this time Dialogue, duologue, diatribe Dissention, declamation Double-talk, double-talk Talk, it's all talk Too much talk Small talk Talk that trash Expressions, editorials, explanations, exclamations, exaggerations It's all talk Elephant talk, elephant talk, elephant talk

Earth, stream and tree encircled by sea Waves sweep the sand from my island My sunsets fade Field and glade wait only for rain Grain after grain love erodes my High weathered walls which fend off the tide Cradle the wind To my island Gaunt granite climbs where gulls wheel and glide Mournfully glide o'er my island My dawn bride's veil, damp and pale Dissolves in the sun Love's web is spun, cats prowl, mice run Wreathe snatch-hand briars where owls know my eyes Violet skies Touch my island Touch me Beneath the wind turned wave Infinite peace Islands join hands 'Neath heaven's sea Beneath the wind turned wave Infinite peace Islands join hands 'Neath heaven's sea Dark harbour quays like fingers of stone Hungrily reach from my island Clutch sailor's words, pearls and gourds Are strewn on my shore Equal in love, bound in circles Earth, stream and tree return to the sea Waves sweep sand from my island From me Beneath the wind turned wave Infinite peace Islands join hands 'Neath heaven's sea