Death to Modern Life

Everybody stand in line Everybody stand in line 'Cause you don't know what is right All the bodies on the ground All the people standing round But the top won't bat an eye Or even try He's just tired of all the times we don't ask 'why?' He screams 'Death to Modern Life' That's sordid and polite Where suits disguise the lies revolving round again They'll take what you want Especially when you're winning Or beginning They'll take what you want They can take what you need You can leave the way you came but you'll never be free He's just tired of being smarter than the times Death to Modern Life That's sordid and polite Where suits disguise the lies revolving round again They speak for no one But we're not fussed No one amongst us Death to Modern Life He screams 'Death to Modern Life' Death to Modern Life