Unhinge all hearts with speed
If you need something to believe,
We can bury them deep
We'll put our faith in new machines
Once we've exhausted all the oil and pornography
There will be so much to teach
Of the slow math of debt and dreams

Yeah we deserve that much at least:
For every land a new war,
For every man a new disease
Queue the years!
Hold our breaths to shallow beats
We should storm the beach
And unhinge our lungs at least

Unhinge all hearts asleep
If you need something to believe,
New science always feeds us
New bombs and new TV's
And who here will say
The rate of pay for their working day
Is not outweighed by their fatigue?
The new math of debt and dreams

Yeah we deserve that much at least:
For every land a new war,
For every man a new disease
Queue the years!
Hold our breaths to shallow beats
We should storm the beach
And unhinge our lungs at least

Yeah for every land a new war,
For every man a new disease