My Country Tis Asleep

Flocking fate, lemming state, a coward's trait
 Tossed a bone, hemlock sown, a comfort zone
 Screaming how you're different but you're all the same
 Bow to the prophets of fame
 Your unity's a fashion thing, non-entity
 Youth decay, a hero fade, a vacancy
 Fist is raised, claims are made
 Overplayed, froth again, no kingdom came, no pain
 Those timeless eyes look deep into your empty soul
 Constant video replay model your role
 Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
 Start to yawn in poppy fields
 Duh
 No duh
 Duh
 No duh
 It's not the government it's you
 You are your government you fool
 Free to choose, power to use, yet sadly abused
 Freedom's ring, wide open terms, is but a can o' worms
 Cuz your unity's a fashion thing, non-entity
 Youth decay, a hero fade, a vacancy
 Unity a fashion thing, non-entity
 Youth decay, a hero fade, a vacancy