Hear the sounds of the heart, beating like a war drum right from the start
We do our time every day, working like slaves for the minimum wage
Yeah, that's as good as it gets, cause for regular Joe the stage was set and right from the get go Joe was a kindred spirit to the typical blokes who candy coated the best years of their lives with the lies they told
Then they flocked like geese to the water hole for their halo, fot for popes and kings
What do they know
I assume, many things
More than we know
So wherever you go wear the halo
From the land to the sea, you aspire to get a better halo than me and so you strive for the top of the company ladder but the rungs never stop
Higher and higher you go, but never get it
For you it's vital to show you don't sweat it
Now your proverbial crown awaits, I hope that it fits you, you can't take it with you
They candy coated the best years of your life with the lies they told
Then you flocked like sheep to the grassy knoll for your halo, fit for popes and kings
What do they know
I assume, many things
More than we know
So wherever you go wear the halo
Hey, yo
To the fascist elite, where's your halo
To the punks on the street, show your halo
So, when and if we meet, wear the halo