Lyrics Misery Index

Misery Index

New Salem

Sharpen up the guillotine, as fashionistas clean the scene

You’re socially bewitched with narrative affixed

Tried and executed with no due process

Do you fight the good fight? Or instigate the fighting?

It's a fucking witch-hunt, somebody's head's gotta roll…

In New Salem

Burn the books, rename the streets, nothing is safe, suppress the speech

A virtual conflict, binary logic, who the fuck is the strawman now?

Do you fight the good fight? Or instigate the fighting?

It's a fucking witch-hunt, co-opted activists divide and conquer us

Somebody's head's gotta roll

New Salem, somebody's head's gotta roll, new Salem

Co-opted activists divide and conquer us

Somebody's head's gotta roll

In a pacified endemic state, it's another echo-chamber slave

Addicted to extremes of ideologies

Where left and right amalgamate and hang us from their tallest trees

Do you fight the good fight? Or instigate the fighting?

It's a fucking witch-hunt, somebody's head's gotta roll

In an echo chamber, no one can hear you scream

Burning the strawman in this knee-jerk nightmare,

Roiling in all your virtue valour, awakening as a victim martyr,

Freedom fighter, or bald-faced instigator?

Do you fight the good fight? Or instigate the fighting?

It's a fucking witch-hunt, somebody's head's gotta roll

New Salem, Somebody's head's gotta roll, new Salem

Co-opted activists divide and conquer us

Somebody's head's gotta roll