Where have all the bastards gone?
The underbelly stacks up ten high
The dummy failed the crash test
Now collecting unemployment checks
Like a flunkie only along for the ride
Where have all the riots gone?
As this city's motto gets pulverized
"What's in love is now in debt"
On your birth certificate
So strike the fucking match to light this fuse
The town bishop's an extortionist
And he don't even know that you exist
Stand still when it's do or die
You better run for your fucking life!
It's not over til you're underground
It's not over before it's too late
This city's burning, it's not my burden
It's not over before it's too late
There is nothing left to analyze
Where will all the martyrs go when the virus cures itself?
And where will we all go when it's too late?
And don't look back
The town bishop's an extortionist
And he don't even know that you exist
Stand still when it's do or die
You better run for your fucking life!
It's not over til you're underground
It's not over before it's too late
This city's burning, it's not my burden
It's not over before it's too late
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