Vacation

The failed promises that took you far

Now you got, awaiting enemies in your backyard

Stepping from face to face to make your mark, runnin' up

A human staircase to a guy in the star

Turn off your television

Your permission kills civilians

No one can feel your vision

They're on vacation, masturbating

Could be a better a way to right these wrongs

Than drinking heavily and writing songs

These possibilities that plague your mind

Some better kept, some better left behind

Turn off your television

Your permission kills civilians

No one can feel your vision

They're on vacation, masturbating

Call off your reservations

Sell your soul for useless children

Arrange the information

Decimate the population