Cornucopia

Too much with the truth they say

Keep it 'till another day

Let them have their little game

Illusion helps to keep them sane

Let them have their little toys

Matchbox cars and mortgage joys

Exciting in their plastic ways

Frozen food in a concrete cage

You're gonna go insane

I'm trying to save your brain

All right, I don't know what's happening

I am all torn inside

People say I'm heavy

They don't know what I hide

Take a life it's going cheap

Kill someone no one will weep

Freedom's yours, just pay your dues

We just want your soul to use

You're gonna go insane

I'm trying to save your brain