skyclad
eirenarch
You say I'm a free man, But what does that mean to a social security number? A grey suit as sharp as a new guillotine, Bought and paid for while drugging us under  Tell me what use is a citizens charter When blood is the ink for the new Magna Carta? Sci-fi style weapons in feudal societies Fingers on buttons that twich with anxiety  [Chorus] Brought to our knees by the powers that maybe, Don't care if humanity lives or it dies. You're alright Jack - so you pulled up the ladder And hook, line and sinker you swallowed their lies.  Now it seems that the truth is not easy to say Mouth stuffed with the goodies they sample. Stripped by their mistresses - tied up and flayed Like pye-dogs that would lead by example  Not enough answers - and cash payed for questions Waste paper baskets - filled with good suggestions Show me a promise they made that has lasted Successes have fathers - but failure's a bastard  [Chorus]  Your Motto was 'in god we trust all others pay by cash' You hide beneath oak tables when the windows start to smash The natives are revolving open season on the scum Sit back and wait forever for the Eirenarch to come Rich and poor divide the classes, instigate two types of law Making nineteen nineties Heaven feel like 1984 Your finger on the trigger of a 12-bore in the dark When justice knocks upon your door send for the Eirenarch.