Now everybody, do the propaganda, and sing along to the age of paranoia.

I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home. Welcome to paradise.

This is a public service announcement. This is only a test.

Troubled times, you know I cannot lie. I’m off the wagon, and I’m hitchin’ a ride.

I have no belief, but I believe I’m a walking contradiction and I ain’t got no right.

We are the vultures, the dirtiest kind. We’ll cut you once in your heart and your mind.