Grandparade of Fools

Ain't it sad
To live that low
Just like those morons
At the TV-Shows

Here cum the grandparade
Of the fools and bloody queers
Spreading dirt into this world
Based on their childish fears

Dull faces and brains
Is all you can see
A creeping madness remains
Like an evil desease

Welcome to the grandparade
Of the morons and the bloody fools
Produced by industrial influence
According to industrial rules


Oh gimme some handgranates, comrade
Burn their houses down with gasoline
Get the weapons, it?s not too late, comrade
An iron broom is ought to clean


They believe in their gods
And commercial TV
Unable and tired
Of being free

Here cum the grandparade
Of the morons and the fools and queers
Exploited by power-interests
That abuse their bloody fears

They pray in their churches
They listen to "Pur"
Some are wearing scarfes
Loving Allah for sure

Welcome to the grandparade
Of the Top of the Foolishness
Improved Idiocity
Turns this world into a foolish mess


Ref.

T & M: 1999