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Texty: The Briggs. Come All You Madmen. Ship Of Fools.

I look around and see nothing but the dead
Thought they were angels but there's nothing above their heads
The real world came crashing through the door
Who'd knew we'd become the children of war

Thrown into a holding cell
A waiting room for heaven or hell
But they make mice out of men
We only strengthened the ones we sought to contend

Ship of fools, all aboard the ship of fools
We blindly follow all the rules
On the ship of fools, all aboard the ship of fools
If we're always compassionate
How are we supposed to turn a profit?

Poisoned words spew from poisoned tongues
We have the answer but we have to convert the young
Dying is the best way to make a living
Works for us, don't think of it as giving in

Well, ready, set, here's the fun
Punch the clock and grab yourself a gun
This will be our finest hour
As we stumble around drunk with power

Ship of fools, all aboard the ship of fools
We blindly follow all the rules
On the ship of fools, all aboard the ship of fools
In the depths of the deep blue sea
You're going over the side if I find you disagree

Well, we fastened ourselves to our fate
And we want to change our minds, but it's just too late
And we gave them a chance to take the upper hand
We didn't think they'd really take a stand

Ship of fools, all aboard the ship of fools
We blindly follow all the rules
On the ship of fools, all aboard the ship of fools
In the depths of the deep blue sea
Well, I better not catch you laughing at me

Ship of fools, all aboard the ship of fools
We blindly follow all the rules
On the ship of fools, all aboard the ship of fools
Well, I'd sail around the sea making sure
Everyone thinks like me