We all know our place Like the trophy in the case We are never known The wallpaper in the room We all know the joys The simple beauty of a toy We are not your song Elevator, shopping malls We all want what's free 'Cause we have no memory We are coming home We know we are not alone
Sir! Yes sir!
We are not the ones Who will take away your guns We are not afraid Of some transcendental pain We will win the fight With explosive dynamite You are never wrong Like the people in your palm We will not resist Simplify it with a kiss We want victory Fresh puffed-up celebrity We all want what's free 'Cause we have no memory We are coming home We know we are not alone
Sir! Yes sir!
The best of everything is good enough for me, 'nough for me
We are not the the ones Who will take away your sons We are not afraid Of a splattering of brains We won't let them go With a touch of makes a crime We see from above Send a mushroom cloud of love We salute We even speak the truth Shoot a victim man 'Tis a sacrificial lamb We all want what's free 'Cause we have no memory We are coming home We know we are not alone
