1000 More Fools lyrics

I heard them say that the meek shall reign on earth

Phantasmal myriads of sane bucolic birth

I've seen the rapture in a starving baby's eyes

Inchoate beatitude, the Lord of the Flies

So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray?

Kaleidoscopic images of love on the way

Brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay

1,000 more fools are being born every fucking day

They try to tell me that the lamb is on the way

With microwave transmissions they bombard us every day

The masses are obsequious, contented in their sleep

The vortex of their minds ensconced within the murky deep

So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray?

Kaleidoscopic images of love on the way

Brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay

1,000 more fools are being born every fucking day