Something wicked this way comes, we don't like to fall

But when we come down we lose it all

Then we open someone new, we eat their bones

And wonder why they have no bones left



Maybe one day we'll find, we have no need for a leader



I watch the faces on a screen, no question

What I'll have to pay for my apathy

Can you feel it on your face, the winds of change

Are a lot unfriendlier these days



Maybe one day we'll find, we have no need for a leader



Something wicked this way comes, we don't like to fall

But when we come down we lose it all

Then we open someone new, we eat their bones

And wonder why they have no bones left



Maybe one day we'll find, we have no need for a leader