Head's In The Ground

We’re all passengers
On this lonely ride
No one’s ever gonna get out of here alive
We were sold a dream
And we walked in blind
Now we’re waiting for the God damn surprise

You only care about who controls the markets
Leave the man all alone in the lurch yeah
Pedal lies to win a vote to prove your point
You don’t have a clue what to do now you’ve got there

'Cause you’re all real life fraudsters
Dressed in pearls and penguin suits

Alright, when you take over our towns
Alright, burn our hopes to the ground
In a hundred years you seem to have come nowhere
And everyone can see you got your head’s stuck in the ground

We’re in an age where a tee can cause offence
And where a man brags about his button yeah
We’re all the people who are forced to watch the nonsense
Elected men comparing sizes of their God damn weapons

We’ve seen lives that have been lost to nowhere
Bearing arms resulting in your social prayers
Fake news that turns into your gospel
Building walls won’t ever solve your problems

'Cause you’re a real life gangster
Wrapped in stars and coloured stripes

Alright, when you take over our towns
Alright, burn our hopes to the ground
In a hundred years you seem to have come nowhere
And everyone can see you got your head’s stuck in the ground

Alright, when your picking your fights
Alright, sending tweets over night
In a hundred years you’ve seem to have come nowhere
And everyone can see you got your head’s still stuck in the ground