The Great Capitulator

I'd rating die probing something
Than see the urge, shot to fucking pieces
Rip that face off, who goes there?
You may, you may doubt the necessity

You may, you may feign incredulity
On break, you're toeing the line!
Quadruple standards
For a set of ruler

So you don't fall prey
To the ill-at-ease, who goes there?
Cast out, cast out to private hell
Where the, where the loose lipped freely expel

Streams, of odious, twisted rationale
Streams, of odious, twisted, raving rationale
Rationale!
Be seen-and-not-heard

Balance of disturbance
Decorum? Ooh, ooh
The earnest refusal
The bleating manoeuvre

Decorum? Ooh, ooh
Streams, of wretched, heinous rationale
Streams, of wretched, heinous, depraved rationale
Rationale!

Buying the rawest deal
Dither, by dutiful
Apologish, ooh
I'd rather die doubting something

Than be consigned to anonymity
Kicking, screaming, who goes there?
You may, surrender manfully
You may, you may die in captivity