The Awkward Stage

The Morons Are Winning
There is a war on and all of the morons are winning, they are winning year to year.There is a war on and you're on the front lines grinning, you are grinning ear to ear.You lovers, you g-men descend on me slowly, we're approaching the hottest of daysTo not let things get to me I wish you could show me before I set this thing ablazeThe earth it is still it's the darkness that's spinning around me in my tin foil helmetA war for my will and the morons are winning, me and my tin foil helmetI've led the charge against all of their mind controllersBlocking the signals transmitting through my back molarsOoh, encircle me slowly (shut up, shut up), proceeding with caution babyOoh, you want to control me (shut up, shut up), to concede in exhaustion, babyWearing the face of concern with your free medicationsStealing my thoughts and my top secret calculationsOoh, I'd like to be free love (shut up, shut up), if the men in the black cars let meOoh, and if you're not who you say love (shut up, shut up), may this helmet of foil protect meI've led the charge against all of their mind controllersBlocking the signals transmitting through my back molarsWearing the face of concern with your free medicationsStealing my thoughts and my top secret calculationsIn your warming breath a swarming death, in your warming breath a swarming deathIn your warming breath a swarming death, in your warming breath a swarming deathThere is a war on and all of the morons are winning, they are winning year to year.There is a war on and you're on the front lines grinning, you are grinning ear to ear. Aus Songtexte Mania