The Shape of Things to Come

Open your eyes and close the door We've had enough and we won't be taking no more Don't turn around until you're home And leave us to ourselves to be with your own We built this house for us to share with those we trust At times too much we give the world in which we live Brainwash with a Mega dose of TV The bleeding hearts convince us to be PC Their sentiment just don't mean shit to me So lock me up and throw away the key Beneath we're all the same Don't be so f**king lame Our minds are duly raped just to change the shape of things to come Get lost - there's another town to taint an another will to break But worst of all it's all our fault