Well the world’s getting heavy and it sticks to my feet well practiced in losing and brave in defeat with no friends in this business you keep your enemies sweet and keep one in the chamber for every stranger you meet I’ll take pieces of silver for a head full of rhyme I’ll take a headache and a casket for a life full of time I’ll take a patch of new mexico and I will call it mine And I’ll swear never to return to the scene of the crime Well the mob’s getting angry and the torches alight Because they’re putting up taxes by a penny tonight And you can never taste freedom boys if you run from a fight And when the heavens are falling take a step to the right So we smoke ourselves skinny and we drink ourselves blind Self-discovery knocks but there is nothing to find And if you’re looking for victims would you keep me in mind Let us be kissed on the cheek, let us be fucked from behind There’s no need to tread carefully there’s no need to fear Just talk in obscure non-specifics and try to look all sincere Every administration blames the one from last year So when consequence calls there’ll be nobody here So we sell out our kids for a tank full of gas And a lifetime in plastics for a fistful of cash Let the rivers run dry let the economy crash And let the discotheques resound to the requiem mass So we sell out our kids for a tank full of gas And a lifetime in plastics for a fistful of cash Let the rivers run dry let the economy crash And let the discotheques resound to the requiem mass