"The killers lost the beat I just call them futile
They can't cry to me 'cause I'm sittin' on the top of the world
as I wave them all goodbye
The system's lost in me I just call it futile..."
"Here we go, move along
Mr. Jack is falling
The cynical, greedy mind
Likes to see what he can take..."
"A bliss so pure
A liquid lie
Come and drown me in yours
I raise my hands..."