Oh, the paper gods in the sky of gray
All the fools in town are ruling today
Today
Bow to the paper gods in a world that is paper thin (oh, the paper gods)
Fools in town are ruling now (in the sky of grey)
Bleeding from paper cuts, money for headshots (all the fools in town are ruling today)
Fools leading (today)
Who needs it?

"Hey, you're gonna want it all" the talking man declares
Go running to be first in line for what, nobody cares
The next thing you must have
Find peace with matching bag
It's nothing to be glad about or sad when you forget about it
And while the race is on the rats will run the street
The slaver in a sweatshop putting trainers on your feet
And walking through the rain, oblivious to pain
To shelter from the blame without a reason to complain about it
(Oh, oh, oh) don't complain about it
(Oh, oh, oh) don't complain about it
(Oh, oh, oh) forget about it
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Bow to the paper gods in a world that is paper thin (all the paper gods)
Fools in town are ruling now (all the fools in town)
Bleeding from paper cuts, money for head shots (are ruling today)
Fools leading
Who needs it?

She's staring out in underwear from your computer screen
It's all on sale for dirty cash, we can wash it clean
So hang it out online, confess and you'll feel fine
And if you got the time to spare we want to know which name you're wearing
And when the final curtain finally comes down
We'll all be in the party room, no wiser as to how
The total human race became a basket case
It's nothing to lose face about, it's really not our place to doubt it
Bow to the paper gods in a world that is paper thin (all the paper gods)
The fools in town are ruling now (all the fools in town)
Bleeding from paper cuts, money for head shots (are ruling today)
Fools leading
Who needs it?

(Paper walls falling down)
(Paper house, paper town)
(Paper gods falling down)
(Paper world just falling down)
(Paper walls falling down)
(Paper house, paper town)
(Paper gods falling down)
(Paper world just falling down)
(Falling down, falling down)
(Falling down, falling down)
(Falling down)

Bow to the paper gods in a world that is paper thin (all the paper gods)
Fools in town are ruling now (in the sky of grey, all the fools in town)
Bleeding from paper cuts, they go for the money shots (are leading today)
The fools leading
Who needs them?
All the paper gods in the sky of grey
All the fools in town are ruling today
Today

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): BEN HUDSON MCILDOWIE, JOHN TAYLOR, NICK RHODES, ROGER ANDREW TAYLOR, SIMON JOHN CHARLES LE BON