[00:23.23]What if one day we just refused to play?
[00:32.48]With no one to hate, they'd be out of a job
[00:41.57]You've gone off script, you just can't walk away
[00:51.16]Leave us naked, fleeced and racked with sobs
[01:18.85]Whoa
[01:23.48]We're locked in a death grip and it's taking its toll
[01:27.87]When our enemies are what make us whole
[01:37.20]Listen to me
[01:41.83]No more excuses, no more apathy
[01:45.59]This ain't no archipelago, no remote atoll
[01:57.89]All my enemies, they just fall in love with me
[02:07.27]Keeping us distracted while the till gets robbed
[02:16.19]All our cries were cried
[02:20.56]Now there are no sides
[02:25.84]Try selling that one to an angry mob
[02:53.86]Whoa
[02:58.45]J. Edgar Hoover wore a white mink stole
[03:02.76]His enemies are what made him whole
[03:06.44]Oh, what made him whole
[03:10.01](His enemies are what made him whole)
[03:14.30]Whoa
[03:18.80]A three-headed monster swallows Tokyo
[03:23.51]Her enemies are what make her whole
[03:28.03](Her enemies are what make her whole)
[03:32.86]Whoa
[03:37.42]We're locked in a death grip and it's taking its toll
[03:41.98]When our enemies are what make us whole
[03:51.30]Whoa
[03:55.90]No more excuses, no more apathy
[04:00.64]This ain't no archipelago, no remote atoll