Hurricanes in December, earthquakes in the heartlandBad Aryan decks on it's flashing warning signBound for trouble, the picture's dirtyWe'll know when we get there, we'll find mercyFlotsam and jetsam in charge of the agencyThe truth is twisted, in danger of dissolvingAnd war is profit and profit is warWe'll know when we get there, we'll find mercyCertified minds, exacting its homeTrying to fit a square block into a round holeHeart of darkness facing a thousand bloodshot eyesWe'll know when we get there, we'll find mercyWe'll know when we get there, we'll find mercyWe'll know when we get there, we'll find mercy
