Last Crusade

Hey, hey, ho, ho
Anticulture's gotta go
Before we fall and the earth is black and void
When my house is not my castle anymore
I supress my fear when the dead are turned to gold
Some feel hard done by
And will never leave it down
Reason now, can you give them the go-by
Little tin gods
Have a foot in the door
Get a food for thoughts
Your detachment I abhore

Some need wonders
Some say lies
Some are down
Some need wonders
Some say lies
Ho hey

Are we forever lost to whom we were
I swear and curse to know effect
Maybe it is time for our last crusade