Text: The Nixons. Drink The Fear.

Carry what they say you'll need
Regardless of its weight
The orders from the high machine say
We must leave today

And the father?s in the war room
Picking out a place
We'll drop the bombs tomorrow
In the name of peace

Marry who they say you should
Don't give a thought to love
If you're white they're white
Black they're black
But this is how it's done here

And the mother?s in the one place
He says that she should be
Cook it up, clean it out
Get ready for me

Drink your fear, all is clear
Follow who they call your leader
Drink your fear, all is clear
Swallow what they say you should

And if you're slowly fading
Find your mark, no mistaking
Let's see just how far you'll go

And if you're suffocating
Kick them where they're creating
Shut up, pick your star
Make a wish, go too far

And the father's in the war room
Picking out a place
We'll plant the mines tomorrow
In the name of peace

And the daughter's on the front line
Says that she should be
Move it up, push it back
Get ready for me

Drink your fear, all is clear
Follow who they call your leader
Drink your fear, all is clear
Swallow
Follow