The fools parade is marching in full force Family units happily seated right on course Under the smoldering gaze of the lunatic fringe They grasp the fringe of a tattered flag An obsolete comfort Boundaries set as colors dry From nowhere to nowhere From nowhere to nowhere Boundaries set in barrend minds Who wears the crown on thorns? Who wears the suit and tie Edited history keeps consciences clear Memories clearer Millions turn pages believing lie after lie I can't wait to see what I can do When I can see no more Pleasure devices are a vice From nowhere to nowhere Boundaries set in barren minds From nowhere to nowhere to here