The time is here for the exile of all our sons Who believe us when we say that we love you But we must leave you For there's a time and a place to die The boy called roy up against the wall Body was naked, shaking arms in despair All they gave him was the hole in his head For there's a time and a place to die There's a time and a place to die Shame on the person who told you welcome here This is the crack-up Behold the man who is prisoner to his obsessions of fear You'll reach your climax When you begin the annihilation of a culture For there's a time and a place to die There's a time and a place to die Muscle on your arm! They're burning the houses looking for meat This is the crack-up Feeding catfood to the millions Starving, marching, down in the street This is the crack-up This is the crack-up This is the crack-up Muscle on your arm!