Beck. The Information. Dark Star. Zeneszám

One, two, one two

Disappointment condition a perfunctory prescription
Of an indigent mindset, a belligerent silence
We got all we need turning out of a tin can
Thinking about the remand of a social hurt

Listening to noise on the battery tape deck
A Judas train wreck anonymous suspect
Hovering in carbon monoxide cremations
Loners waste away inside of vacant locations

Think tanks empty international dream bank
Plug in my reactor to the fallout zone
The enemies' story is a lot like mine
And if you get to the point then you had better deny

Dark star, darken eyes that?s closing
Sees through the shards from a scar that?s open

Autopilot drivers riding out in the ice age
Infidels swallowed in a vanishing point
Ammunition souls shooting holes in the ozone
Widows' tears washing a soldiers' bones

Sterilized egos delirium sequels
Punctured by the arrows of American Eagles
Robot to teach you ?bout the rules that will lead you
Backspace my brain my equilibrium goes

Dark star, just an eye that?s closing
Sees through the shards from a scar that?s open

One, two, one two
You know what to do