I am counter counterculture, let the people uprise!
That something, you need it, the wound that you're bleeding, the halo secreted above your head.
And I don't believe it, the leaders are leading, the crowds are all cheering, and you think the ghosts of great men hold your hand, we hold the tyrants hand.
Hey ho, I know this one killed them in the year of nineteen and ten.
That something you need it, the secret believing, the ship that we're sinking, you wonder wonder wonder where it went, you wonder where it went. And I wonder wonder wonder why that is, I wonder why that is.
Don't let the voice get in your head.
That something you need it, the captain is bleeding, the feeling is fleeting, you wonder wonder wonder where it went. You're such a fucking hit, and I wonder wonder wonder why that is, I wonder why that is.