Every Time I Die

Turns out, I never had a thought at all.
I've been talking in my sleep;
reciting teleprompted anthems --
a marionette strung tight to the executives upstairs.
I almost had myself convinced,
that I meant everything I said.
What a shame.

Oh captain, my captain,
you've been drinking.
What happened?
I've been slurring my cadences,
and blacking out when I stand.
I know all about your son,
who never did return from the war.
But there's poison in that bottle, I tell you.

(1, 2, 3, 4)

Tell the tower I've been hijacked.
Tell the gunman this vehicle's been stolen.
I'm coming out with my hands in the air,
I'm coming out with my hands in the air.

(This is not my voice.
What you are hearing is not me).

There's been a horrible mistake.
I'm a proud, God-fearing, registered democrat.
This is all an elaborate scheme
and it'll be cleared up when the governor beckons for me.
He'll clear my name.
It appears that the inmates have overrun the asylum.
There's a madman at the wheel.
There's a madman at the wheel.
We are not even remotely
capable of keeping our heads about us.
We've abandoned all semblance of presence.
Dead bolted, buckled in.
Keeping our word to the sinking ship.

Let the rats orchestrate the new mutiny.

I'll meet you overboard.
I'll meet you overboard.