In a glass house with whitewashed walls
Dare you throw a stone?
One by one all the lemmings fall
Battered, bruised, and thrown
In halls

Piece by piece the fortress shatters
And now the shadows rise
Taking away all that matters
Empty now are prized
Platters

Once again the fortress will rise
Years and years from now
Just wait until the whitewash dries
Hear, we won’t allow
Reprise