The world has turned itself on its head The trees don't grow they kill instead Where hope once was the light's turned black We find faith in the strangest places The marchers walk the streets in reverse with their heads down Blind to the color they've painted this town They stare at mirrors wearing masks And prudently perform their task They march along in single file Surrendering their sense of style Happily police the streets With vacant eyes and plastic smiles How can you watch our castles crumble down? I'm wonderin' where I heard this "You said you'd give me purpose" The marchers walk the streets in reverse with their heads down Blind to the color they've painted this town They stare at mirrors wearing masks And prudently perform their task They march along in single file Surrendering their sense of style Happily police the streets With vacant eyes and plastic smiles March along in single file Surrendering their sense of style Happily police the streets With vacant eyes and plastic smiles The uniform will set you free Close your eyes and you will see They'll soon do to you what they've done to me They march along in single file Surrendering their sense of style Happily police the streets With vacant eyes and plastic smiles March along in single file Surrendering their sense of style Happily police the streets With vacant eyes and plastic smiles