Box cutter paranoia,
Leads to meatpacking freedom,
Nice and clean
Selling out our civil liberties
In exchange for illusion, deception
No peace! Without!
A cop posted on every corner
So please, relax
We've got you on our screen

You're safe and sound!
You'd think by now we'd comprehend
You'd think the means would fit the end
All in all, all is lost
You'd think by now reason would dawn,
You'd think the poison would be drawn
All in all, all is lost

Box cutter paranoia,
Leads to trading our privacy for peace
Sold out our civil liberties
In return for delusions, confusion
No peace! Without!
A phone tap for all the dissenters
So please, chill out
We've got you in our system

You're safe and sound!
You'd think by now we'd comprehend
You'd think the means would fit the end
All in all, all is lost
You'd think by now reason would dawn,
You'd think the poison would be drawn
All in all, all is Lost

When we abandon common sense,
In lieu of panic
So afraid to live with the fear,
That we'll burn the bridge, on which we're standing,
To kill the fear of it ever falling down!

There's a loaded cannon and the barrels to the temple

You'd think by now we'd comprehend
You'd think the means would fit the end
All in all, all is lost
You'd think by now reason would dawn,
You'd think the poison would be drawn
All in all, all is lost