The Great Capitulator Lyrics


I'd rather die probing something

Than see the urge, shot to fucking pieces

Rip that face off - who goes there?

You may - you may doubt the necessity

You may - you may feign incredulity

On break - you're toeing the line!

Quadruple standards

For a set of rules

So you don't fall prey

To the ill-at-ease - who goes there?

Cast out - cast out to private hell

Where the - where the loose lipped freely expel...

...Streams - of odious, twisted rationale

Streams - of odious, twisted, raving rationale

Rationale!

Be seen-and-not-heard

Balance of disturbance

Decorum? Ooh

The earnest refusal

The bleating maneuver

Decorum? Ooh... ooh

Streams - of wretched, heinous rationale

Streams - of wretched, heinous, depraved rationale

Rationale!

Buying the rawest deal

Dither, by dutiful

Apologist... ooh

I'd rather die doubting something

Than be consigned to anonymity

Kicking, screaming - who goes there?

You may - you may surrender manfully

You may - you may die in captivity

Die!