| Heaven is the new hell |
| Heaven is the land |
| Where milk and honey have no taste and no |
| Heavy rains can rain on your parade |
| Heaven is the new hell |
| Noone takes a risk |
| No child is born and noone dies |
| No joy is ever stolen by a friend in trouble |
| Noone’s in trouble, noone’s in trouble |
| Everyone is moving at the speed of light |
| Genies leave their bottles and start wishing |
| For centuries of famine, for cowardly broken promises |
| To infuriate a whole new generation |
| As if there was a reason |
| To stand up and make a change |
| A reason for the animal |
| To go and find the hole in the fence |
| The wailing wall ain’t high enough |
| We won’t find peace beneath its shade |
| And I feel so out of place with my «justice for all» |
| My justice for all (x3) |
| My justice |
| Set your house in order |
| Before you leave, it will redound upon you soon |
| The road to hell is paved with paperwork |
| When things are at their proper place |
| The signs bode well for new life to be flourishing |
| Children with inventive names who play |
| Cops and robbers |
| With the dignity we had defended all our lives |
| As we were told to turn the other cheek |
| Heaven is a daydream left undreamed |
| And if I could I would reserve it for |
| The unborn and aborted |
| And no masterplan is needed or available |
| The reign of inconsistency will finally begin |
| With my justice for all |
| My justice for all (x7) |
| My justice |