Bastard

And when the nation gives its keys
To the operation's dreams
Like we've been given some new master

And when we closed our eyes at night
Waking up to some surprise
Like the world was in a new disaster

In a pole against the leaves
Like that fucker's burning dreams
The world was spinning so much faster then

Well all is not lost and art is not lost
You could never change us, bastard

We've got a burning fire inside
There's no more wearing this disguise
We'll hold a fist up high to flick this bastard (away)

And in a pole against the leaves
Like that fucker's burning dreams
The world is in a new disaster (again)

Well all is not lost and art is not lost
You could never change us, bastard
Well all is not lost and art is not lost
You could never change us, bastard

All is not lost and art is not lost
You could never change us, bastard
All is not lost and art is not lost
You could never change us, bastard

You could never change us, bastard
You could never change us, bastard