The Jargon King Lyrics - Singles - Hammill Peter

He prescribes the subject 

he proscribes outsiders 

his terms have a golden ring. 

He wants to find some order 

quantifying chaos 

in words that all the children sing. 

He tabulates the lexicon 

vocabulary minimised 

bow down to the Jargon King. 

All questions become so simple 

if we eat the inane answer 

if we all agree to ju-ju speak 

we fit into the formula 

we all without exception 

approve the rule. 

We don't understand 

he must be clever 

he must be clever 

he must be right 

he must be right 

we don't understand 

Closed the ranks and barricades 

imposed the secret language 

complexity all catch-phrased 

word-drugged any anguish 

pigeon-holed allusions 

shut the vault behind us 

It's an obvious conclusion 

we'll be the chattels of His Highness. 

Bow down to the Jargon King 

and his minion code-words. 

Here comes the reign