Trigger Happy Hands
The world is run by clowns with trigger happy handsBut the world is filled with people that we don't understandAnd so we're living in a culture made of death and fearDoesn't seem the human race will make it through the year
The world is run by lying, drunks, balding, know it allsBut my mother told me pride would always come before a fallAnd now remember in the day when we were young and greed?We were filled with hope; we were squeaky clean
"The world's an unforgiving place", we've all heard this beforeBut we want hospitals and equal rights instead of bloody warsWe want the right to blow our minds, as crazy as it seemsThe only place you're truly free is cosy in your dreamsI said the only place you're truly free is cosy in your dreams
So put your hands in the air, wave them like you give a fuckPut your hands in the air, wave them like you give a fuckPut your hands in the air, wave them like you give a fuckPut your hands in the air, wave them like you give a fuck
The world is run by clowns with trigger happy handsBut the world is filled with people that we don't understandSo we're living in a culture made of death and fearIt doesn't seem the human race will make it through the year
Put your hands in the air, wave them like you give a fuckPut your hands in the air, wave them like you give a fuckPut your hands in the air, wave them like you give a fuckPut your hands in the air, wave them like you give a fuckFuck
Put your hands in the air, wave them like you give a fuckCome on [repeated several times]