Take your schemes and your idle screams    To an audience who doesn't care what they mean    From what we've built, take what you need    To serve a bastard set of dreams       Sell your image, and market your heart    Capital gain, until it falls apart    A thousand open ears, and still not a word to say(2x)       Take your schemes and your idle screams    To an audience who doesn't care what they mean    From what we've built, take what you need    To serve a bastard set of dreams(3x)