Charade

Welcome to the big charade
Listen as I serenade
The wandering souls & the loneliest fools
Who are drawn to my mournful song

Have you seen the big parade?
Luxury is well displayed
Thousands of people are waiting to see
That their guest of honor is gone

He went out to a meadow on the outskirts of town
And though they tried to find him, he refused to be found
And when they heard the melody through the trees
They laid down their swords and they fell to their knees
'Cause the siren song can make a soldier cry

Welcome to our big parade
Antifreeze in our lemonade
We're drinking the kool-aid and thinking of doing
What we have never been told

Welcome to the masquerade
A humble little barricade
It's all about power and who can speak louder
But money will never get old

So we went out to a meadow on the outskirts of town
And though they tried to find us, we refused to be found
And when they heard the melody through the trees
They laid down their swords and they fell to their knees
'Cause the siren song can make a soldier cry

Welcome to the human race
Kindness is quite out of place
No, we are the mean ones who invented machine guns
And use them on our friends

Welcome to my big charade
Maturity in retrograde
Ignore the leaders & media eaters
'Til you're all that's left in the end

So I went out to a meadow on the outskirts of town
And though you tried to find me, I refused to be found
And when you heard the melody through the trees
You laid down your sword and you fell to your knees
'Cause the siren song can make a soldier

Die—
Die.