Transparanoia

And now he craves a complication
Yeah, something up his sleeve
He bends the rails to miss the station
To let the pressure breathe
And now for readers of this fiction
There's something to believe

He's goin' under
The red flag's falling down
My only brother, brother
He cuts in with a harmony
The voice of his own worst enemy...

And in his head it doesn't matter
There's nothing else to do
With every stepping nuclear fang up
He begs for one false move
To send his silver lining scattered
And make this mess come true

He's goin' under
The red flag's waving 'round
My only brother, brother
He cuts in with a harmony
The voice of his own worst enemy...

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na

And in his head it doesn't matter
In his head, it does not matter, matter, matter, matter...

He's goin' under
My only brother, brother
He cuts in with a harmony
The voice of his own worst enemy...
Oh, ooh...