D.U.M.E. - Adult.

Take them out for a Sunday drive

Out in the woods they can’t survive

Put them in their little lies

It won’t be long before they die

Walking dead in Sunday clothes

Picking up dirt like no-one knows

Mindless garbage fills their heads

Hey, tomorrow you’ll wake up dead

Somebody hates you, you must know?

Getting the axe, as they saying goes

Doesn’t matter much, when you don’t look back

But your faith’s on the line and your boots are not tight

Smells like a death wagon, it’s hot here

It’s so easy when you just don’t care

Severed you soul, and the devil is mad

Piece it together before it all breaks

They say it’s really going to happen

I say it’s really going to happen

He, he you and me

Are you not he?

He you and me

They say it’s really going to happen

I say it’s really going to happen

Again, and again.

Just having a ball

It’s difficult when your at a loss

Bear in mind, it’s a birthday year

They’re double faced, they don’t know what’s true

It’s not easy to say goodbye

Tomorrow never comes and no-one knows why

Making waves, he never gets anywhere

You’re better off where you’re not dead everyday

They say it’s really going to happen

I say it’s really going to happen

They say it’s really going to happen

I say it’s really going to happen

He, he you and me

Are you not he?

He you and me

They say it’s really going to happen

I say it’s really going to happen

He, he you and me

Are you not he?

He you and me