A John Hancock with the Safety Off

Cure the radio

We'll lend you an oxygen flask

Cure the airwaves

To quench your collapse at last

Cure the video

We're beaming in pearl and white

Cure the satellites

Cause finally your poverty's mine

You're probably wondering how we came out alive

Why we are laughing while you bury your eyes

You're probably wondering how we came out alive

Never forget our only reason to live

is to die

Cure the Radio

Solutions of silver and chrome

Cure the Airwaves

In broadcasts of pirate hopes

Cure the video

These portraits of "assets" have turned

Cure the satellites

From pictures into revolvers

From sand you were made

to sand you return

Come Down

And rise to our level

Let all the world know the prisoners took flight

And watch the city streets as towers ignite

The formers kings and all their armies burn bright

While we sit back in all the glory tonight

You're probably wondering how we came out alive

Never forget our only reason to live...