We used to have trials
For crimes against the mind
Don't contradict yourself
Not today
Quickly fetch the lawyer
You have long to live
Words without wrinkles
Will hurt the most
Get your story straight
I've heard those sayings
Quickly fetch the lawyer
You've nothing left to give
Go to the window
Make love to the wind
Concentrate and listen
This is the end
A tear filled eye
Raised to the sky
You want us all to notice
We got no choice
Listen, can you hear me?
You're goin' home
Your government receptors
Are shot to hell
Your thoughts are spongy
You don't seem well
Listen, can you hear me?
You're goin' home
Go to the window
Make love to the wind
Concentrate and listen
This is the end
Go to the window
Make love to the wind
Concentrate and listen
This is the end