Goon Show

There's a small town with a long past and an old panopticon

Where the bodies of the screws hang from extension cords

I see a company of crisis actors running lines on the lawn

Making misery porn to warm the halls of ivy

It's the golden age of arseholes and the triumph of disgrace

Howling winds turn cornfields into rags

Yeah, I've seen the cellphone footage and it's raining cats and dogma

You can rob a bank, but you don't really rob the bank

'Cause if they lose they win

And all they need's the wind that blows

Where people wave their flags at people waving flags

Hold me forever

A sign of the cross and the sun

Holding forever

A shadow that we can't outrun

It's like being at a party, where the party's always right

And I was not planning on going out tonight

But I'll grab some pepper spray from K-Mart

Chuck a ski-mask in my bag and then scream an incantation

Change the colour of the sky

And admiring my completion in the shop window reflections

I'll go where people wave their flags at people waving flags

You gotta face the hits, roll with the uppercrusts and hunches

Left-rights goodnights and all the other kinds of punches

'Cause if you lose you win

And all you need's the wind that blows

Where people wave their flags at people waving flags

Holding forever

Making a fist of your thumbs

Hold me forever

Don't let them cut out your tongue

See everybody scream and shout

You don't know what you're missing now

They don't know what they're missing

Hold me forever

A shadow that we can't outrun

Holding forever

Say you won't block out the sun

See everybody scream and shout

They don't know what they're missing now

They don't know what they're missing