Self servin' society

Everything is sold
For highway's guns and gold
The earth, the sky, the sea
Future and history

This is not how it's supposed to be
And those who died to set us free
Must be ashamed of our liberty

In a self serving society
Where computers are a deity
And every thing's about the me

We sit by and watch it all die
Trained not to try
As the ghosts begin to cry

This is not how it's supposed to be
And those who died to set us free
Must be afraid of our liberty

In a self serving society
Where computers are a deity
And every thing's about the me

The parade is all lies
It's a death march in disguise
Where we bury our hearts
So we can play our parts

In a self serving society
Where computers are a deity
And every thing's about the me

And Christ gets locked up in a cell
The prophets are all there as well
For teaching is about the hell

So come back to life
So come back to life

No this is not how it's supposed to be
And those who died to set us free
Must be ashamed of our liberty

And Christ gets locked up in a cell
The prophets are all there as well
For teaching us about the hell