The great rock executive producer
Is dead
And no amount of autotune
Can pitch it from its stead
We manufacture fame
Fired thru the kiln of television
Man feels god's vision
Outside the wall
We all shall fall
Another way
There's got to be someone who feels
The same as me
Another way
There's got to be somebody here
Outside the walls of Eden's fray
We burn by proxy
See how cyclical the fire
O' how The East now rocks the globe
The West perspires
We don't have to f** the world over
To survive
We don't have to fight every war
To keep our foolish pride
Another way-
There'll be no tryst
No armistice
Outside the walls of Eden
Not to shore
Will come succor
Nor evermore
Will reason
Millions of wayward souls
Each out for themselves
Walk lost the valley floor
Tread on empty shells
Must I be your orphan
With his gun?
Father why have you forsaken me?
Am I not also your son?
Another way
There's got to be someone who feels
The same as me
Another way
There's got to be somebody out
Beyond the walls of Eden's fray