Belgium's Burning - Funeral Dress

Why don’t you tell me, What’s really going on

'Cause all I can see, Looks so bloody wrong

Lies, manipulation blaring from T. V

Egocentrics helm of society

Didn’t you get it?

At election day

All of their brains took, a national stupid’s holiday

Just a poll, a fable invoking the curse

Impotence for government, growing worse

There’s no progression, Just a lot of stumbling

Gotta keep living, in a country crumbling

A nation ruled by kindergarten king and queen

Denial of the nightmare in the regal dream

A fiction novel, no reality

Looks like frigid porn to me

Watch the screen, they all laugh and kiss

(while) steamboot willy blows his final hiss