Sing us a song A song to keep us warm There's such a chill, such a chill

It's always best when the candle is a friend And the walls are closing in So scream, scream, scream, scream

In the next world war In a jackknifed juggernaut I am born again In the neon sign Scrolling up and down I am born again

This is what you get This is what you get This is what you get when you mess with us

Riot shields, voodoo economics It's just business, cattle prods and the I.M.F. I trust I can rely on your vote

When I am king, you will be first against the wall With your opinion which is of no consequence at all

When I go forwards, you go backwards And somewhere we will meet