Madmen - The Samples

They were born without a name

Winning every crooked game

A different face

A different smile

In single order, single file

I sit here and watch the hands of the clock

And wonder where is time going

Pulling the strings of God

Answering yes to a nod

The madmen have all gone insane

Pushing the buttons of nerveless pain

They used to gas people in a poisonous way

On the trains to nowhere

The president’s men are on TV

I love how they wave to you and me

If Jesus could tell the men from the snakes

They would all be serpents

They sit here and watch the hands of the clock

And wonder where is time going