Justice

What shape now is the coast I grew up by?

And what price now is the hate that I'm fuelling?

I'm king of a very small tribe

Scorn on the minuscule enemies

Let's all go to heaven at once

Just one blast for justice, then up

Holy wires and a blessed detonator

Inside out like the pope in a tele-, a tele-, a teleport

I'm king of a very small tribe

Scorn on the minuscule enemies

Let's all go to heaven at once

Just one blast for justice, then up

Up

But he's not like you at all

No, he smiles at the passersby

And he works his digits raw

And he's beige as a hearing aid

And all the sounds just slide away from me

And all desires are slipping out the door

So leave me where I lay my faithless head

Join your dots and keep it to yourself

Just leave me where I lay

I'm king of a very small tribe

Scorn on the minuscule enemies

Let's all go to heaven at once

Just one blast for justice, then up

Just leave me where I lay

I'm king of a very small tribe

Scorn on the minuscule enemies

Let's all go to heaven at once

Just one blast for justice, then up

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