Cure the radio
Cure the airwaves
Cure the video
Cure the satellites
We'll lend you an oxygen flask
To quench your collapse at last
We're beaming in pearl and white
Cause finally your poverty's mine
You'e probably wondering how we came out alive
While we are laughing while you bury your eyes
You're probably wondering how we came out alive
Never forget our only reason to live
is to die
Cure the Radio
Cure the Airwaves
Cure the video
Cure the satelllites
Solutions of silver and chrome
In broadcasts of pirate hopes
These portraits of “assets” have turned
From pictures into revolvers
From sand you were made
to sand you return
Come Down
And rise to our level
Let all the world know the prisoners took flight
And watch the city streets as towers ignite
The former kings and all their armies burn bright
While we sit back in all the glory tonight
You're probably wondering how we came out alive
Never forget our only reason to live.