[Verse 1]
The village idiot takes the throne
His the wind in which all must sway
All sane people, die now
Be lifted up and carried away

[Refrain]
You've got no home in this world of sorrows

[Verse 2]
There's a parasite feeding on
Everybody's bag of rage
What goes out returns again
To smite the mouth and burn the page

[Refrain]
Under the rain of all our dark tomorrows

[Verse 3]
I can see in the dark—it's where I used to live
I see excess (See excess) and the gaping need
Follow the money—see where it leads
It's to shrunken men stuffed up with greed

[Refrain]
They meet and make plans in strange half-lit tableaux
Under the rain of all our dark tomorrows
You've got no home in this world of sorrows