In the United States of Unreality The people come second to the property The king won't move 'til the order is given And your life is spend, well, how you're livin' And we live in fear of this naive giant And we drown in the ocean of blood he's spilt And we cry for the crimes of the naive giant But we know that he never, ever will I will give my soul eve so gladly To my luscious king and his country I will donate my mind for the greater good To sink the debt, well, if I could And the earth is filled With the people you've killed Yeah, this earth is filled With the bodies you've killed