Caught by the hoof of a merry-go-round
All these illusions are dragging me down
You'll get what you want but have nothing
You'll waste what you got and have nothing, please
I will chief you 'til you make not a sound
I will ensure you're the last of your kind
You'll get what you want but have nothing
You'll waste what you got and have nothing, please
You'll get what you want and have nothing
You'll waste what you got and have nothing
A stream of our safe untainted air
At a price that you won't get anywhere else
You can pay any way you'd like to
An illusion of choice that only we provide
Oh, to be rich in my hole in the ground
If they fight back I'll decimate the land