"Comfort Creature" Lyrics

Someone please explain to me whatu0027s happening
Why do we make a scene of apathy?

When you want to count the sheep
You can go and walk the streets
But check the mirror first for your own fleece

Wonder which way is forward
To a semblance of order
Three heads, six-million borders
Forget the past thatu0027s repeating now

A fetish for the young
And all their creature comforts
A tower to the sun
An artist in the gutter
A dollar and a gun
A bullet for your brother
The wateru0027s inked with blood
So pour yourself another

Letu0027s applaud the starchild of fortune
Letu0027s drink to combat oppression
Letu0027s think that time means progression
And that all the crooks learn their lessons
Letu0027s buy to voice our opinion
Let TV inform our decisions
Letu0027s pretend that class equals merit
Even if itu0027s the kind you inherit

Wonder which way is forward
To a semblance of order
Three heads, six-million borders
Forget the past thatu0027s repeating now

A fetish for the young
And all their creature comforts
A tower to the sun
An artist in the gutter
A dollar and a gun
A bullet for your brother
The wateru0027s inked with blood
So pour yourself another