I can't see smoke hanging like a noose in the sky
I can't see death lurking only you and I
We're small cogs in a big machine
Wake up son 'cause it's no dream


Chorus


Go........
Wake up the whole world's gone
Wake up the whole world's gone
Wake up the whole world's gone....
...gone limpwristed

Genders bend over for me
Nothing can hide your bland puppetry
We ain't got your elegant grace
We got gravel in our guts and spit in our face
Do you really believe you can corrupt the youth
Credit them with more they know the truth
Stay out of the way don't keep in touch
'cause reality hurts like a kick in the crotch