I'm sick of the sight of those children of gloom
And those there spouting speeches
All their talk in speech balloons
You know, I'd like to educate them
Though I don't suppose they'd care
To dig around the roots that grew their boots, salutes
and hair
They're here to stay in this crooked game
that they're expecting to play for no return
So soon they learn for all their pain
They're tied up in chains that appear to change
We feel we must be others and that this is more than
that
If egos are inflated they can crush a people flat
Once we took a break and stopped and smelt and felt the
Dacchau air
If I'd thought I had a point I had it strengthen over
there
We're her to stay in this crooked game
That we're expecting to play for some return
But soon you learn for all your pain
You're tied up in chain, your fears have made
So Operation Degradation
Spring again to action
For that fairy-tale faction
And their custom-built crusade
We're here to stay in this crooked game
That we're expected to play for no return
And soon you learn for all your pain
You're tied up in chains your parents made
We're here to stay in this crooked game
That we're expected to play for no return
And soon you learn for all your pain
You're tied up in chains your parents made
And they were dangling by chains their parents made
And they were dangling by chains their parents made
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