The moon is high up on a mountain The lunatics have taken over the asylum Waiting on the rapture
Singing, "We're here to keep your prices down We'll feed you to the hounds To the daily mail, to get up, together"
You made a pig's ear, you made a mistake Paid off security and got through the gate You got away with it but we lie in wait, eh Eh, eh
Where's the truth what's the use I'm hanging around lost and found And when you're here innocent Fat chance, no plan No regard for human life
You'll keep time, you've no right You're fast to lose, you will lose You jumped the queue, you're back again
President for life, love of all The flies in the sky, the beasts of the earth The fish in the sea have lost command
Writer/s: COLIN CHARLES GREENWOOD, EDWARD JOHN O'BRIEN, JONATHAN RICHARD GUY GREENWOOD, PHILIP JAMES SELWAY, THOMAS EDWARD YORKE
Publisher: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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