Post Truth Wonderland
In the company of wolves in maniac’s clothes
We make a toast to the good reverend Jones
Confusion reigns, united state of despair
Don’t go to sleep if you hate the nightmare
You start here, you end there
In the middle you go absolutely nowhere
Bankrupt of remorse fixated on winning
The emperor was naked from the beginning
Scorpion King
Teach us to cheat
Call this dogma
Freedom of deceit
In a post-truth wonderland
Rich brat, with a self-righteous crown
Spoon full of hooker piss makes the treason go down
Destroying the world for the sound of applause
Any promise you want, with a bullshit clause
It all goes to hell as the righteous fly in
Let’s be done with the agony, it’s time to sin
You can’t get ahead without going into debt
Thinkin’ is stinkin’ now with a with a nuclear threat
Scorpion King
Teach us to cheat
Call this dogma
Freedom of deceit
In a post-truth wonderland
Nothing beats the thrill of the forbidden
I want tension, beautiful attention
Nothing beats the thrill of the forbidden
I want attention
Beautiful jewel of megalomania (c’est moi)
Trade your future for cash, now hand it over
Devouring trash ‘cos you don’t have a choice
Watch it all disappear while you’re sucking off the old boys
Scorpion King
Teach us to cheat
Call this dogma
Freedom of deceit
In a post-truth wonderland