It’s Your Funeral Lyrics

You’re damned if you’re dead, you’re damned if you aren’t
There’s some who’ll die happy, but most of us won’t
Though nothing is certain it’s abundantly clear
‘Til you breathe your last breath you’ll be living in fear

Suffering from tunnel vision, under constant supervision
Our leaders full of good intentions and others they neglect to mention
They make all the big decisions; we’re busy changing TV stations
In the age of information we’re all too dazed to pay attention

Crime doesn’t pay, but it has its rewards
We’re caught in the thrall of fat cats and lap dogs
There’s a price on our heads we can barely afford
We can’t even be sure that we’re safe in our homes

Now the shadow of the past holds our future in its grasp

We all know, that this is, the end of our world as we know it my friends
Though it’s hard to admit, we’re not in control and we never have been
We all know, that this is, the end of our world as we know it my friends
Though it’s hard to admit, we’re not in control and we never have been

Heart rates and prices continue to rise
Crude oil and morals are in short supply
The high-and-mighty are set for a fall
We’ll go on living in spite of it all

The truth is stranger than fiction, what has begun can’t be undone
Facing our fear of the unknown, against all odds we’ll overcome
The truth is stranger than fiction

We live in a dangerous time where nothing is for certain
We have no choice but to take each day as it comes
What’s the use in consternation if we know the end is near?
There’s no hope for civilization if we’re all controlled by what we fear
Hide away or savour your last days in the sun, the choice is yours
It’s your funeral

Because… We all know, that this is, the end of our world as we know it my friends
Though it’s hard to admit, we’re not in control and we never have been
We all know, that this is, the end of our world as we know it my friends
Though it’s hard to admit, we’re not in control and we never have been

Heart rates and prices continue to rise
Crude oil and morals are in short supply
The high-and-mighty are set for a fall
We’ll go on living in spite of it all