B.D.O.C.

Where is it we have been
That we have wound up here
With nothing left to love for
And everything to fear
It gets a little more ugly here
Every single day
The things we built for tomorrow
We're tearin' down today

I wish we could leave it all behind
Open up the sky and let the sun shine
I'll hang here for a sunny brighter day
I'm not me and you're not you and it'll be okay

We are the fallen idol
Of a failing enterprise
If you're looking for a scapegoat
You just might be surprised
Take a look in the mirror
Now you've got a name
A face a people and a country
Somewhere to place the blame

Skyscrapers (falling down)
Little children (falling down)
Democracy (falling down)
My patience is falling...