Artist: napalm death
Song: a means to an end
Album: Utopia Banished
Year: 1992
Humored, presumed
Hysterical for showing alarm
Wise man, fuck you
In the hands of wasters
A means to an end
Cast over us appraising eye
Blind us with nonsensical science
Don't need silver tongue
Or your feeble gestures
Spin the coin, roll the dice
The law of averages is irrelevant
'Cause the outcome's always the same
Always the same
Too many distortions in truth
Too few solutions come to light
Stand back, watch the bullshit fly
Always the same
Win the hearts of the nation
With great expectations
While focusing efforts on discrediting others
Always the same
The naivety of trust could be
A means to an end
