All hail, the jester has landed In flyover country he sings Charmed like a snake in a basket Should be curled up and ready to spring We're raising our cross just to burn it The clergy are selling their souls Clearing a path, ignoring the facts Intoxicated by the throne We'll be standing here holding our ground, come what may Like a ghost haunts from beyond the grave Welcome to the breakdown Welcome to the end of the road Welcome to the breakdown We've got nowhere else to go When we all go deaf in the chamber of echoes Cheering the missile parade Agreeing to let all the banks rob the people Together we circle the drain We'll be standing here holding our ground, come what may Like a ghost haunts from beyond the grave Welcome to the breakdown Welcome to the end of the road Welcome to the breakdown We've got nowhere else to go Welcome to the breakdown Welcome to the end of the road This is a breakdown And we've got nowhere else to go It’s a game, you’ve been played It’s a flock, you’re the sheep It’s a pied-piper song that has lulled you to sleep It’s a lie and you fell for it - hook, line, and sinker A hand that you shook that then gave you the finger A fraud and a fake, a cowardly king A lie to your face, but you still kiss the ring This is the breakdown, this is the breakdown This is the breakdown! Standing here holding our ground, come what may Like a ghost haunts from beyond the grave Welcome to the breakdown Welcome to the end of the road This is a breakdown And we've got nowhere else to go Welcome to the breakdown Welcome to the end of the road This is a breakdown And we've got nowhere else to go It's not much, but this is home And there's nowhere else to go