Motorpsycho - The Cuckoo

THE CUCKOO (Hans Magnus Ryan/Bent Sæther) We swear we're innocent but now that's all illusion The opium fog just finally seems to clear Enough to show the cracks, enough to bring confusion And now our swagger‘s swung to fear. The cuckoo settled in, he's busy feeding, growing He'll be claiming everything we've known. We let him slip right in, how could we thing we knew him? Now it doesn't feel like home. Pull the curtains back and let the light come shining, Catch him while he's busy putting up his throne. Keep the search lights on, you better keep them burning, The sun ain't turning him to stone. In our haste to really clean it We've gone and thrown the baby out, Is this really what we wanted? Is this what we're all about? Faced with reality compassion is first to go, Faced with uncertainty some turn unkind. Keeping the fear in check, you die if you don't, Maybe not vigilant, but never blind. Keep holding the mirrors up, Narcissus is holding court Hope isn't the only thing we might lose today. Invincible empire, with pride comes the fall, Grace isn't the only thing we might lose today.