Lyrics Ambulance for Human - Soup

Ambulance for Human

I know I’m no better than the Avarage Joe who’s mowing my lawn
But at least I wanna try to pull away the chair of the center mights
I guess I’m just afraid of the things we’re about to do
To my children who haven’t yet been born
and who probably won’t be
probably won’t be at all
Jesus is dead my friends
Could you understand what I mean if you tried
The wheels are turning on the industrial train of men
The systems follows me though it should be the other way
If everyone went blind, and really start to listen — will we die?