He was the artful dodger of the bullet blasts   While the cop cars passed him by   For the wolves-in-sheep's-clothes politics   And the pop stars   Young men die   While you while away our pensions   Cheat on your wives and taxes, no   Is your embezzlement also heaven sent   Like these prodigal planes in the sky?   The last time his card gets slid into   The war machine   Charging another round .   The distance   Between what we say and what we mean   Change in the underground   Translate the life blood spatter   Rescue me from this binary chatter   The last time   His card gets slid into the war machine   Charging another round      Waking up from a nightmare   Drowned down there   The dead boys' stare   How does the cost outweigh   The life we need   The air we breathe?   Do we tell each other   When we can't sleep?   Wake up sweating in goodwill sheets?   My optimistic apocalypse triptych:   Inflammable material   Send for me      The last time   His card gets slid into the war machine.   Charging another round .   The distance   Between what we say and what we mean   Change in the underground      The prophecy in   The life blood spatter   Rescue me from the binary chatter   The last time   His card gets slid into the war machine   Charging another round      Our waters,   The tide we'd   Watch it unpolluted      Take us all out   With this age of   War crimes   Worn so weightless:   Distraction   Its not mine   The weight of living the choice   To defend   Its our time      His card get slid into the   War machine.   Charging another round .   The distance   Between what we say   And what we mean   Change in the underground   Prophecy in the life blood spatter   Rescue me from the binary chatter   The last time   His card gets slid to the   War machine   Charging another round .