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

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