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A rabid nation of gallant rogues and dopes A derelict did the trick with the shit that he wrote You're a leader with cheap stunts, citizen of the month While delirious us will bear all of the brunt The battle for the minds of men A flurry of activity in the minds you bend You're a cheater, cheap treater, a starving child eater A fraudulent rapture is all that we capture A calculation tells of mystics jailed Your cover's been uncovered on a massive scale Don't panic you glutton, we just pushed the button A timeless concoction sold off in an auction Preventive, pre-emptive, preternatural preeminence Invented incentives in the face of all our evidence Hey...gallant rouges and dopes... Hey...you have all been appointed... The Citizen of the month, not our saviors Look who we've caught controlling behavior Aus Songtexte Mania