Lyrics Dept. of Existence - Distorted Pony, London May

Dept. of Existence

This is the thing
That binds us together
Rows of cops to line the streets
Iron antlered, songs to sing
Sunlight on the plaza and little flags to wave
Banners to clothe our nakedness
TVs watching like piles of eyes
Bayonets, cheers, parades
This is the promise
This is the contract
This is the rite
That binds us together
Enemies dragged by in chains
Tanks and rockets rolling by
Marching with precision
Every bone a piston
Legions crushed to pave our roads
Armies like a shining sword
Poets to recount our victories
Prophts to herald each new ag
Statues to trace our history
Bayonets and parades
From where we’re standing
Shadows can never fall
The world is nothing
From up here on the wall
We’ll turn the Earth
And it will yield
Our nation’s name is legion
And we shall light the way
Heaps of cars and homes for all
House after house, forever like Hell
Plenty of women as black as dogs
And truth for everyone
And truth for everyone
And truth for everyone