Hey mister fiction
What's your ambition?
Feeding the masses or keeping the corpses warm?
Shoot me your culture
Pour me your knowledge
Give me no warning
Blow out the candlelight
Hey operator
Hold the receiver
Dont ask for nothing, draw me the battle lines
Do me a favour
Tell me you want to
Become a cobbler when your shoe is untied
And tell me that the only way to forget anything is
Drinking from the pond
Then i'll be waving bye, bye, bye
Cause i find you rather strange
Hey entertainer
What's up the ladder?
Begging for money or piling up bags of gold?
Loosen your tie or relieve the pressure
Open the floodgates, let all your brains spill out
And tell me that the only way to forget anything is
Drinking from the pond
Then i'll be waving bye, bye, bye
Cause i find you rather strange
