In this brave new world It's gonna take some getting used to The cretin's lips are curled As he swings a wrecking ball around the court room And I'd say, "Just wait it out" But I'm afraid it's just a desert beyond the sand dune It's unusual Except now it happens all the time Now the truth is immaterial Every teller's got an axe to grind Get your pitchforks out The crowd is coming and they've named you You open up your mouth You find your language it has escaped you – and it's too bad You're gonna need it now There's no system left to save you, you It's unusual Yeah I know I must be losing my mind Yeah it's cruel and unusual Can't tell the punishment apart from the crime You're running out of time Why, gentle mother, must you wring your hands and weep? Tide brings you a sword, sword will cut you free Dead demands a tribute in the hour of our need Blood be the river to wash the ledgers clean