Discourse Is Dead

Oh, it just won't calculate, a prophecy with a twist
 Do you really think Christ was a capitalist?
 Every man for himself
 Let thy neighbour drown, amen!
 So sing us a sad song
 So sing us to sleep (so sing us to sleep)
 'Cause we all dance around the carousel
 Chewing through our tongues
 Now discourse is dead
 Stood at the tip of the wing
 You've gotta watch where you tread (tread)
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 Round up the ambivalent, you mustn't sit in the shade
 'Cause it's blasphemous for one to abstain from hate
 We're all sisters and brothers
 But if you're one of the others, then fuck you!
 So sing us a sad song
 So sing us to sleep (so sing us to sleep)
 'Cause we all dance around the carousel
 Chewing through our tongues
 So save me the sermon
 You all sound the same (you all sound the same)
 'Cause we all dance around the carousel
 Chewing through our tongues
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 No common sense left in these empty heads, swimming towards the storm
 Two beating hearts, two poles apart, whoa, whoa
 No common sense left in these empty heads, swimming towards the storm
 Two beating hearts, two poles apart
 So sing us a sad song
 So sing us to sleep
 'Cause we all dance around the carousel
 Chewing through our tongues
 So save me the sermon
 You all sound the same (you all sound the same)
 'Cause we all dance around the carousel
 Chewing through our tongues
 Now discourse is dead
 Stood at the tip of the wing
 You've gotta watch where you tread
 Don't look down, let thy neighbour drown
 Discourse is dead