Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah He was a lonely ghost Uttering a truth that nobody would ever hear Behind closed doors authorities thread a near impenetrable fortress And work it Can't get a clear picture except on the closed circuit Let's see what a country does gunless Block the bright market from the land that's sunkissed Crosshairs and targets intersect for fun with the drum hits Sceptics connected to run this Any way to move new bills I'd do it myself but the groove's too ill There's a lot more to choose between than two pills But a ghost gets convicted with just a few stills These photographs mask the game When a hurricane's no match for some acid rain The noise unfurls So listen, boys and girls Keep it up and we're going to destroy the world Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I've got ink blot tests and stocked druids A couple of drops of this hot fluid and you're ready to rock to it again Soup it up to ten, my friend Cause one thing you never do enough is spend Blissed, my lens crisp I'm calling the spendthrifts To take it to the curb before it becomes endless Dollar bins, y'all Kings wear salted grins Following a messiah who never let the hollow win I don't care to see pharisees sparing three spices To merit clean consciences with tight fists Apparently your life is but a dream Merrily and unaware the pieces float downstream Not always gentle, resentful Material what in a material what? i call it mental You're so close to just turning away I guess it's all in what you learn in a day: destroy the world Destroy the world