I suppose you thought you
The Christ of the moment
Then kid I got a really big fucking surprise
So hang on tight
'Cause everything's not alright
Draw back and release
Hey come on and take the new number
Wearing your disguise
It's pretty apparent
This mob is a riot
Only starting up the first round of the fight
Wool over our eyes
I suppose you thought you
This child of disease
The devil's own are
I suppose you thought you
Wearing your disguise
I suppose you thought you had our hands behind our backs
I suppose you thought you
I suppose you thought you had our hands behind our backs
I suppose you thought you
I suppose you thought you had our hands behind our backs
If you're next in line
There won't be a next time
Wool over our eyes
The outlaw youth are
Wool over our eyes
Is jabbing the womb
Dear mother, the needle
Now your pulse is in my palm and you stand hands to mouth
So blow him away
I suppose you thought you
Now your pulse is in my palm and you stand hands to mouth
Only emptying the first round of the night
This party's about to kick off
Now your pulse is in my palm and you stand hands to mouth
Tonight is the wrong night
To the ballroom
This boy is a curse
Wearing your disguise
Pulled the wool over our eyes
