Welcome To the Breakdown

All hail the jester has landed
In flyover country he sings
Charmed like a snake in a basket
Should be curled up and ready to spring
We’re raising our cross just to burn it
The clergy are selling their souls
Clearing a path, ignoring the facts
Intoxicated by the throne

We’ll be standing here holding our ground, come what may
Like a ghost haunts from beyond the grave

Welcome to the breakdown
Welcome to the end of the road
Welcome to the breakdown
We’ve got nowhere else to go

When we all go deaf in the chamber of echoes
Cheering the missile parade
Agreeing to let all the banks rob the people
Together we circle the drain

We’ll be standing here holding our ground, come what may
Like a ghost haunts from beyond the grave

Welcome to the breakdown
Welcome to the end of the road
Welcome to the breakdown
We’ve got nowhere else to go

Welcome to the breakdown
Welcome to the end of the road
This is a breakdown
And we’ve got nowhere else to go

It’s a game you’ve been playing
It’s a fucked(?) up(?) machine
It’s a potluck of salt that will put you to sleep
It’s a lie that you fell for, hook line and sinker
A hand that you shook and it gave you the finger
A prodigal way(?)
A cowardly king
That lies to your face
But you still kiss the ring
This is the breakdown
This is the breakdown
This is the breakdown

Standing here holding our ground, come what may
Like a ghost haunts from beyond the grave

Welcome to the breakdown
Welcome to the end of the road
This is a breakdown
And we’ve got nowhere else to go

Welcome to the breakdown
Welcome to the end of the road
This is a breakdown
And we’ve got nowhere else to go
It’s not much but this is home
And there’s nowhere else to go