It's hard to catch a falling star When you don't even know where you are (today) from day to day today We're drunk on animosity Pretending that we know that we are okay. We see the world in black and white For simple minds are always (in the right mind) right all right all right Surrendered to the paradigm We hope that sanity will come again in time The grievous and the grieving, sheep ready for shearing. If the song is patriotic it drowns out all the bleeding. The bully with his bullets, creeps in secret meetings. Shower us with lies and lie about the meaning. It's hard to see the road ahead When you cannot help but feeling led astray astray astray We're high on the hypocrisy Pretending that we all know the righteous way We see the world as right and wrong Morality's a simple song to sing and sing and sing It seems as though we are quite mad But we are sane and everybody else was had Don't look down because Down is up and which way is up again?