Say goodbye to home
we're out here all alone
we're starting over
it's year zero
where the night go on and on

I dreamt of a new kind of town
our mayor in her wedding gown
we call out the M's in the dictionary
but they're not gonna save us now

What do the people want?
The people don't know what they want

Activate this space
with the remaining human race
we stake our claim in a cemetery that's surrounded by your face

Agree to disagree
on the Q's you hurl at me
as top men search for sanctuary
we're bitching about peace

What do the people want?
The people don't know what they want
They're waving backwards to Massachusetts
trying to win the “World's Best Haunt” ©

What do the people want?
The people don't know what they want
They're telling jokes in the ossuary
but the laughs are weak and gaunt

What do the people want?
The people don't know what they want
What do the people want?
The people don't know what they want
What do the people want?
The people don't know what they want
The people don't know what they want
The people don't know what they want
The people don't know what they want
The people don't know what they want
The people don't know what they want
The people don't know what they want