The New Truth

You're lying on the couch

Shouting at the screen

Can't control your mouth

Don't know what it means

But your words have struck a chord

With a nation growing bored

Of everything, everything

Everything they could afford

Sorry about the others

But we're glad to be alive

Old misfortunes are forgotten

Now the New Truth has arrived

Sound yourself a charge

They all called your name

The movement grew quite large

We all dressed the same

Just waiting for you to say

That everything will be OK

If we burn, if we burn

If we burn it all away

Sorry about the others

But we're glad to be alive

Old misfortunes are forgotten

Now the New Truth has arrived

Sorry about the others

But we're glad to be alive

Old misfortunes are forgotten

Now the New Truth has arrived