Napalm Death - Means To An End lyrics

Humoured

presumed hysterical for showing alarm

Wise man, fuck you

In the hands of wasters

a means to an end

Cast over us appraising eye

blind ours with nonsensical science

Don't need silver tongue or your feeble gestures

Spin the coin, roll the dice

the law of averages is irrelevant 'cause

the outcome's always the same

Too many distortions in truth

Too few solutions come to light

Stand back, watch the bullshit fly

Always the same

Win the hearts of the nation with great expectations

while focusing efforts on discrediting others

Always the same

The naivety of trust could be a means to an end