If you recall that i've been tapped by the c.i.a. and f.b.i.
Turn up the black upon the notch tune in the dial beneath the waves
A call to order, call disorder, celebrate my pack of lies
I've come to share who wants the biggest slice of my american pie
I spread the dream from a point of view far up above this tarnished sky
I misinform the misdirected we're just trying to stay alive
Try you brothers, cry for mothers modulated suicide
The voa is up in arms the frequency is purely white
You're tuned in now to radio tikrit
You're tuned in now to radio tikrit
Broadcasting solo from beyond your reach and beyond your circumstance
Another tried blue johnny gunn's broke loose and we can't take the chance
A call to order, call disorder, celebrate my pack of lies
The voa is up in arms the frequency is purely white.
Bridge:
You know that's it true
And i know that it's not
You don't know what you got
