Pull out your dead roots
Pull out your best suit
It's time to inspect the subjects

Lose your intentions
Lose your common sense
It's time to groom you for judgement


Stick to a numb stare
Strip to your underwear

It's time for you to be cleansed
Keep your eye's straight
For Christ's sake

Remember we're your friends

Good luck getting over the fence

Good luck running even a dead end
The mission, the plan
Just breath you don't need to understand


Can you hear me? The siren's on
Let the water run, leave the light's on

An ear for baby if you need it
Can you hear me? I'll repeat it


Draw the bridges, dig the ditches steep
We're gonna need a new border
Get thyself in line, it's time for reassignment

Time for a new first world order

We got a job to do

We don't ask we tell you
Work is freedom, sloth is sin
So pull out your dead roots

Pull out your best suit
You know the one they're gonna bury you in


Good luck getting God on the phone
Good luck getting even a tone
You can trust me, it's not a test

And I won't leave you with this mess, any questions?

You in the back

Can you hear me? The siren's on
Let the water run, leave the light's on
An ear for baby if you need it

Can you hear me? I'll repeat it

Good luck getting over the fence

Good luck running even a dead end
The mission, the dream
The body, the blood the machine


Can you hear me? The siren's on
Let the water run, leave the light's on

An ear for baby if you need it
Can you hear me? I'll repeat it