Lyrics

[Verse 1] My jaded visions of a Jaded city broken By a jaded wealthy jettison We're not fine, we're not fine, we're not fine Put your children in a chokehold Put the poor in a chokehold There's no such thing as a broken home There's no such thing as a broken home [Pre-Chorus] Tell that to the frontline The bread line, the welfare line The factory line, the factory line The factory line, the factory line [Chorus] I dream Guillotine Don't tell me where we'll end You'll be sorry when we're good and dead [Verse 2] My bastard visions of a Bastard city broken By a bastard wealthy jettison We're not fine, we're not fine, we're not fine Put the children in a chokehold Put the poor in a chokehold There's no such thing as a broken home There's no such thing as a broken home [Pre-Chorus] Tell that to the frontline The bread line, the welfare line The lottery line, the lottery line The lottery line, the lottery line [Chorus] I dream Guillotine Don't tell me we're well fed You'll be sorry when we're good and dead [Bridge] All-aboard All-aboard All-aboard All-aboard All-aboard the cocaine ghost-train All-aboard the cocaine ghost-train All-aboard the cocaine ghost-train We're not fine, we're not fine, we're not fine [Chorus] I dream Guillotine Don't tell me we're well fed You'll be sorry when we're good and dead