Welcome To the Breakdown

All hail the jester has landed,
Defile the country he sings.
Trapped like a snake in a basket,
She'll be coiled up and ready to spring.
We're raising the cross just to burn it,
The clergy are selling their souls,
Clearing a path, ignoring the facts,
A toxic game unfurled.

We'll be standing here holding
Our ground come what may,
Like a ghost haunts from beyond the grave.

Welcome to the breakdown
Welcome to the end of, the road.
Welcome to the breakdown
We've got nowhere else to go.

When we all go deaf in the chamber of echos,
Cheering the missile parade.
Agreeing to let all the banks rob the people,
Together we circle the drain.

We'll be standing here holding
Our ground come what may,
Like a ghost haunts from beyond the grave.

Welcome to the breakdown
Welcome to the end of, the road.
Welcome to the breakdown
We've got nowhere else to go.
Welcome to the breakdown,
Welcome to the end of, the road.
This is a breakdown
We've got nowhere else to go.

It's a game you've been playing
It's a flock o sheep
It's a pied-piper song that'll haunt you to sleep
It's a lie that you fell for, hook line and sinker
It's a hand that you shook
That then gave you the finger
A violent ???
A cowardly King
They lie to your face, but you still kiss the ring.
This is the breakdown,
This is the breakdown,
This is the breakdown.

Standing here holding
Our ground come what may,
Like a ghost haunts from beyond the grave.

Welcome to the breakdown
Welcome to the end of, the road.
This is a breakdown
We've got nowhere else to go.
Welcome to the breakdown,
Welcome to the end of, the road.
This is a breakdown
We've got nowhere else to go.
It's not right, but this is home.
And there's nowhere else to go.