A John Hancock with the Safety Off lyrics

Cure the radio We’ll lend you an oxygen flask Cure the airwaves To quench your collapse at last Cure the video We’re beaming in pearl and white Cure the satellites Cause finally your poverty’s mine You’re probably wondering how we came out alive Why we are laughing while you bury your eyes You’re probably wondering how we came out alive Never forget our only reason to live is to die Cure the Radio Solutions of silver and chrome Cure the Airwaves In broadcasts of pirate hopes Cure the video These portraits of “assets” have turned Cure the satellites From pictures into revolvers From sand you were made to sand you return Come Down And rise to our level Let all the world know the prisoners took flight And watch the city streets as towers ignite The formers kings and all their armies burn bright While we sit back in all the glory tonight You’re probably wondering how we came out alive Never forget our only reason to live...