Dodging Bullets

There's something going on

The guards have changed their uniforms

We see Utopia turned into

A claustrophobic nightmareHere is life defined by deadlines

Killed by success

Here is life defined by standards

Imprisoned by progressWe are all held captive

By the dept on our credit cards

What is left now is to celebrate

The ghettos ready for free tradeExplain your moral imperativesExplain your moral imperatives

This is a time to clarify positions

All the things you claim to defend

Coming at us guns blazing, guns blazingAnd we are dodging bullets

And we are

And we are dodging bulletsAnd we are dodging bullets

And we are dodging bullets

And we are dodging bulletsTry to wash the blood from your hands

Try to wash the blood from your hands