Que Sera

So let's raise a glass to our demise
 Stockholm Syndrome and cult ties
 I heard they want to make the whole world a ghost town
 I heard they're shooting at the kids in the street now
 So kill your friends, foes and families
 But that ain't gospel on your TVs
 You better sell your soul, safe inside your home
 Just switch off your damn screens
 And I can't shake the sunshine showers
 Up all night right through witching hour
 I don't recognise this place
 I want to dream the day away
 They say history remembers, but it seems history forgets
 And I'd encourage you to think,
 Cause they haven't told us that we can't do it yet
 Let's raise a glass to the madness
 The senseless division and sadness
 Are you sure the cure is what it seems?
 Nothing good ever comes for free
 And I can't shake the sunshine showers
 Up all night right through witching hour
 I don't recognise this place
 I want to dream the day away
 Que sera sera, goddamn ya
 Que sera sera
 So stay inside, living half a life
 Killing ourselves to make sure we don't die
 Que sera, sera, goddamn ya
 Que sera, sera, sera
 Que sera, sera, goddamn ya
 Que sera, sera
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 When we woke to wolves among us
 And the sheep went back to sleep
 They went smiling to the slaughter
 Said, "It was all a dream."
 They wrote of plague and rapture
 And you lay down without a fight
 Then they turned their guns upon us
 Their chemicals and Christ
 Que sera, sera, goddamn ya
 Que sera, sera
 Que sera, sera, goddamn ya
 Que sera, sera
 And I can't shake the sunshine showers
 Up all night right through witching hour
 I don't recognise this place
 I want to dream the day away
 Que sera, sera, goddamn ya
 Que sera, sera
 Que sera, sera, goddamn ya
 Que sera, sera