Compositor: Adam Green
I was a nation
Bound to my station
Getting Led x3
You saw beyond me
Pounding down on me
Getting led x3
A man fills his quotient
It changed his notions
Now you see of glimpse of liberty
But fame could be gerish
It ends his marriage
To all that you could want for him to be
We leave tomorrow just human cargo
Getting Led x3
Wise to protect us
No one is precious
Getting Led x3
Life was a monster
I'm glad we lost her
Don't you let some priest go to your head
Nice to be nervous
That's your purpose
It's awful and it finds us getting led
Oh, we're getting led x7