Victims of Whim

I saw you were standing while all around you lay in utter ruin
You defied our wisdom, and now your laughter resonates our tears

He was all we needed, for countless generations we were hooked
She seduced our reason, come in, we said, just take it, it's all yours

Well, I guess you could say we're done, now that we've had our fun
On to the next victims of whim and another mind game won

They were puppet masters who loved to watch us writhe around in pain
We lived for our birthright, that kingdom come that never, ever came

Well, sorry about that, folks, I guess we're just into jokes
Don't take it so bad, cut us some slack, we're not such a bad set of blokes