Unspoken Songtext / Lyric

Unspoken Songtext No crime will be mindless
this is part of their business
this is part of their show
surprises come and go Refrain

Led by superstition
fed with great ambitions
mental malnutrition
some will laugh, but more will cry

All is said and nothing
I'm tired of discussing
to hell with those who're muzzling
they're out of reach and out of sight

All mouth and no action
to their own satisfaction
to their selfish delight
What a sorry sight!

No crime will be mindless
this is part of their business
this is part of their show
surprises come and go

Refrain