i saw them sitting calmly in a democratic room
funny full of liberals gleaming in republican bloom
drifting crazily in religious ceremonies
like james dean or the duke, but with much more money

today is one of those days where the sun still shines,
but it hides the rain…
and we all want something, something new,
something to inspire us to feel the truth

one day when i realize that i’m alive to live the lie,
i might just rid myself of the bitterness that hides behind entropy
if the discord measures up to the infamy that i suspect
you might be erased by the cannonade, or something to that effect

today is one of those days where the sun still shines,
but it hides the rain…
and we all want something, something new,
something to inspire us to feel the truth

i have wasted years on the world’s lack of imagination
watched them regard art as a form of materialization
and now i have news for the bastards who have sold you
there is no fortune to be had when the lies become the truth

there’s no fortune to be had…
there’s no fortune to be had…
when the lies become the truth.

there’s a fortune to be had…
there’s a fortune to be had…
when the lies become the truth.