The House That Man Built Lyrics - Comecon

A palace of crystal on a postament of slime 

Rule of refinement, rats in the cellar 

Restless and climbing as slime and mud come 

Flooding 

Grace greased by ingratitude and greed 

By a despicable debris of delinquence and 

Debauchery 

The palace is of crystal, but the postament is 

Slime 

House man built 

House man built 

This house was built, God is dead 

Dead is gone, God is gone 

No body's found, unstable ground 

But the house was built 

Throw out the ballast and the vessel will be 

Faster 

The called are over-crowding the market, 

Let the chooser be the market, 

And the loosers - we'll wall out all the loosers 

And those among us who turned foul, they're growing more 

For every hour 

The rich are getting richer, the poor begin to steal 

As multiplied police force feels more righteous than wealth 

Program 

Gaps widening 'till it bursts asunder 

Threw out the ballast and the vessel went under 

House man built 

House man built 

This house was built, God is dead 

Dead is gone, God is gone 

No body's found, unstable ground 

But the house was built 

The scene is set for a grand new war 

This war is final - no new markets to explore 

This war will transport us through door 

When all is fire, God will set the score 

House man built 

House man built