The first thing you hear is your own misbeating heart synced to the amount of stress that keeps you awake Caffeine, nicotine, h**ne, sodomy, Gasoline, valium, booze, Dirt rally way off-course and infected prepaid who*es What you see is what you get; Advertisements and neon lights despair, perpetual hurry And sitcom filled nights Oh, the pleasures of today, Only black lights to illuminate, Polluted smoke to inhale, Our dried-up bodies have failed Anarchy in the UK, in Europe and the whole f**ing world Riots, flag-burnings and gallows, Unwell being, free of charge Birds of ill omen struggling, covered in oil feeding on each other Wrapped in plastic foil How can you bear, being raped day after day held in utter disgust Ever continuing this fool's play Slit-throats, jesters and madmen I will haunt you to your grave The Blood Eagle is reserved for you and anyone carrying your name Welcome Welcome, my friend To the New World Disorder Welcome Welcome, my son To bathe in the fallout