Standing round the table Spinning fables And signing autographs Can't you hear them laugh Ha ha ha ha ha In their secrecies They plan their strategies It's called hypocrisy And we believe Mornings They tell me everything That i need to know Or i care to know Well i can visualize The look in your eyes The horror As the plane goes down And the siren sounds We can't believe We can't believe In the east where the bear is dancing In the west where the eagle flies In the middle we stand our ground The forces pull us down down down Tensions on both sides We're paralyzed and victimized We're terrified and petrified Demoralized and mortified Of genocide and suicide And patricide and cyanide We're pacified by every side Force-fed pride and then we die for them We die for them In the east where the bear is dancing In the west where the eagle flies In the middle we stand our ground The forces pull us down down down We believe