There is no taming the tiger
There is no breaking the vow
When the heat comes and it rises
Go lie down, forget what you know

There is no beating the system
There is no buying the land
When the angels come, you will miss them
You will walk in the dark to the end

When the honey bees die, it’s a sign
There is nothing, not a thing you can do
The pols who have lost their minds
Have sold you the will of a fool