Fairytale - Sonata Arctica
It's cold and we're all snowed in
Vote yes for the global warming
Reaping the things the poor are sowing
What then are the polls showing
Who'll be the superseder
The builder of the walls a great leader
He'll rape us all and say surprise
and everything is fine
The one who traps the most monkeys in
The maze will win
The ballots handed did not have all names in
You know that I'm just saying…
The New World Order
Keeps fishing in the troubled water
"Choose me I will pour more fish in the sea"
So I would need a billion dollars to my name
But no validation no acclaim
It's like a play TV-make-up a toupée
The chosen one may dig one grave
For the nation Hooray
Fairytale for the ones with no hope
Human weakness gets explored
And the end is the triumph of the poor hey it's
A fairytale for the ones with the dough
And here‘s the happy rending news
Told by the one you'll choose
Wait wait wait there is more
All the news your TV's sending
The same news they're all dispensing
One Ring to rule them all who's paying
Where's Waldo Who's the Walrus
Confuse to veil the wrong questions
By the only ones with the answers
"Facts are stupid things"
No I don't need a billion dollars to my name
I don't need a star The Walk of Fame
It's all a play TV-make-up a toupée
The chosen one will dig my grave
Hip hip hooray
Fairytale for the ones with no hope
Human weakness gets explored
And the end is the triumph of the poor hey it's
A fairytale for the ones with the dough
Turn the page with fingers so
So long and beautiful
The moon is rising down
Your smile is but a frown
Befitting like a tailor-made upscale suit on a clown
"Things have never been more like the way they are
Today in history"
"Sir you are urinating on me"
"It's freezing and snowing in New York
We need global warming"
"Let's steel our wills and lose our minds"
Let's steel our wills and lose our minds our minds
No I don't need a billion dollars to my name
I don't need a star The Walk of Fame
It's all a play TV-make-up a toupee
The chosen one will dig my grave
Hey-yay
Fairytale for the ones with no hope
Human weakness gets explored
And the end is the triumph of the poor hey it's
A fairytale for the ones with the dough
Turn the page with fingers so
So long an beautiful
Fairytale for the ones with no hope
Human weakness gets explored
And the end is the triumph of the poor hey it's
A fairytale for the ones with the dough
Page by page we turn and fall asleep
Then count the only sheep
too afraid to leap…
in to a ravine