Scary news on the telly everyday
it looks more like hell´s been raised
Plague and poverty, a dead economy
and the menace of a sick minority
Novel holocaust on a microchip
and there´s more of that to hit you like a pistol grip
where does it end I wanna know...
Hour zero´s come, who´s gonna protect us?
Everywhere you go you find the new spectres
In the city streets and out in all sectors
Face them now - here´s our MODERN SPECTRES
It´s going down the drain, that´s how it appears to me
the country´s low has no end in sight
Jobs are hard to get, unions seeing red
while the taxes rise that some are getting fed
Don´t you feel the rage and a strong desire
to put them up against a wall,
load, lock and fire...
(... nobody´s safe here anymore)
in this land of flowing tears and blood
(... where all hopes are running dry)