Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,

Count your blessings.

We're sick of being jerked around

We all fall down.

Have you ever seen the televised St. vitus subcommittee prize

Investigation dance? Those-ants-in- pants glances.

Well, look behind the eyes

It's a hallowed, hollow anesthesized

"save my own ass, screw these guys"

smoke and mirror lock down

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,

Count your blessings.

The papers wouldn't lie!

I sigh. Not one more

Its been a bad day.

Please dont take a picture

Its been a bad day.

Please...

We're dug in the deep the price is steep.

The auctioneer is such a creep.

The lights went out, the oil ran dry

We blamed it on the other guy

Sure, all men are created equal.

Heres the church, heres the steeple

Please stay tuned--we cut to sequel

ashes, ashes, we all fall down.

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, Count your blessings.

Ignore the lowest fears

Ugh, this means war.

Its been a bad day.

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,

Count your blessings.

We're sick of being jerked around

We all fall down.

Its been a bad day...