| You try to take all the challenge | |
| Out of all of our lives | |
| You make it all too predictable | |
| With your white wash lives you see | |
| You got to show me the torment | |
| And all the despair | |
| All those bloodless bullet holes | |
| Are more than we can bear | |
| Clean sweep | |
| Clean sweep | |
| Clean sweep | |
| With the plastic coverings | |
| And the cut-rate display | |
| No renewal of the pleasurable | |
| With no image of decay | |
| You go, you go for the stability | |
| And what do you get | |
| Some real vivid misfortune | |
| A cause now an effect | |
| Clean sweep | |
| Clean sweep | |
| Clean sweep | |
| You try to take all the challenge | |
| Out of all of our lives | |
| You make it all too predictable | |
| With your white wash lives, you see | |
| You got to show me the torment | |
| And all the despair | |
| All those bloodless bullet holes | |
| Are more than we can bear | |
| Clean sweep | |
| Clean sweep | |
| Clean sweep | |
| Clean sweep |