(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)   He comes from a wasteland where stones misdeed into the night   they pretend they feed him, then shoot him down in the   search light   They're putting words in your mouth so you talk like them   dressing you up in a straight jacket   Wearing his straight jacket, taking his pay back in scars   she lies beside him and tells him that life's not too hard   They're putting words in your mouth so you talk like them   dressing you up in a straight jacket   Caught by the fear and the anger of all you despise   wanting the feeling of eden, you've learnt how to die   ------------------------------------------------------------   He comes from the wasteland   Where stone streets lead into the night   They greet him and feed him   Then shoot him down in their searchlight      They're putting words in your mouth so you talk like them   Dressing you up in a straight jacket      Wearing his straight jacket   Taking his pay packet scars   She lies beside him and   Tells him that life's not too hard      They're putting words in your mouth so you talk like them   Dressing you up in a straight jacket   They're putting words in your mouth so you talk like them   Dressing you up in a straight jacket      Caught by the fear and the   Anger of all you despise   Wall in the feelin' revealing   You've learned how to die      They're putting words in your mouth so you talk like them   Dressing you up in a straight jacket   They're putting words in your mouth so you talk like them   Dressing you up in a straight jacket      Straight jacket (repeat)