Those were hollow words serving villains While the millions did their part The unwilling wait for the changing of the guard All a**a**ins are torn asunder A voice cracks thunder in a park Fading slowly till the changing of the guard Another victory The past gets pasted on Wasted pages Unheard songs Ghosts of burden howl shopping terror Spitting error on the pile Stacks of paper proof crude fuel for your fire Sitting high with plastic vultures Elastic culture stretched too far Cardboard shields were raised at the changing of the guard Another victory The past gets pasted on Wasted pages Unheard songs