Capitalism's. Invisible. Army. And it's fortress of deceit These men will burn alive But no-one will weep And the day that we bomb Langley, Virginia All the men in suits'll face their mortal truth And the day that we bomb Langley, Virginia All the men in ties burn with their Normal lies In this moment of sweet revenge We'll crisp their sinking hearts Turn the table on Gehlen's boys Obliterate their d**h dance