Am I sorry sky went black   Put your knives in babies backs?   Am I sorry you killed the Kennedys and Huxley too?      But I'm sorry Shakespeare was your scapegoat   And your apples sticking into my throat   Sorry your Sunday smiles are rusty nails   And your crucifixion commercials failed   But I'm just a pitiful anonymous      And I see all the young believers   Your target audience   I see all the old deceivers   We all just sing their song      Am I sorry just to be alive   Putting my face in the beehive?   Am I sorry for booth and Oswald, pinks and cocaine too?      I'm sorry you never check the bag in my head for a bomb   And my halo was a needle hole   I'm sorry I saw a priest being beaten and I made a wish   But I'm just a pitiful anonymous      And I see all the young believers   Your target audience   I see all the old deceivers   We all just sing their song      I see all the young believers   Your target audience   I see all the old deceivers   We all just sing their song   We all just sing their song   We all just sing their song      The valley of death we are free   Your father's your prison you see   The valley of death we are free   Your father's your prison you see      I see all the young believers   Your target audience   I see all the old deceivers   We all just sing their song      You're just a copy of an imitation   You're just a copy of an imitation