歌词
[Verse 1]
Bearing westward, hell-bound on Old 66
I'm out for answers, wind up with just bloody kicks
A pocket Jesus to light your path
A techno-messiah, enraptured crash
[Verse 2]
I couldn't make this shit up
The truth is bad enough
Out in the heartlands a smoking wreck
Of ill-raised children and lost respect
[Verse 3]
Let me sell you illusions of concern
An endless loop of drown and burn
Worship while we tell you lies to your face
The bottom line, a cheap disgrace
[Verse 4]
Electro-lemmings line up to storm the cliff
The paying victims create a rapid shift
To empty commerce and wasted words
A celebration of the thinning herd
[Verse 5]
I couldn't make this shit up
The truth is bad enough
Out in the heartlands a smoking wreck
Of ill-raised children and lost respect
[Verse 6]
Let me sell you illusions of concern
An endless loop of drown and burn
Worship while we tell lies to your face
The bottom line a cheap disgrace
[Verse 7]
It's a fucking disgrace
[Verse 8]
I couldn't make this shit up
The truth is sad enough
Out in the heartlands a smoking wreck
Of ill-raised children and lost respect
[Verse 9]
Let me sell you illusions of concern
An endless loop of drown and burn
Worship while we tell you lies to your face
The bottom line a cheap disgrace
[Verse 10]
Where we whisper
I couldn't make this shit up
A route for rescue
Worship while we tell lies to your face
The bottom line's a cheap disgrace
[Verse 11]
It's a cheap disgrace
Written by: Christopher James Adler, David Randall Blythe, John Campbell, Willie Adler
