Attrition

Lay here under bombast and gloom

A parade of ghouls marches by

Headed down to nero's tomb

Raising flags and burning rights

Warm yourself by a god-made fire

Pinocchio with spinning eyes

Laugh aloud under bomb-lit skies

A victim's smile never lies

You have always lived you life like a joke with no time

What you gonna do about it

Until you get the punch line right?

On the cliff above stormy waves

Can't decide to climb or drown

Up is folly and down disgrace

Under thumbs over written

The ladder is poison

Have to find a new way around

What you gonna do about it?

What you gonna do about it?

What you gonna do about it?

What you gonna do about it?

(You have always lived you life like a joke with no time)

(You have always lived you life like a joke with no time)