Have you learned nothing
From echoes of time gone by
Repeating history in front of our eyes
Sitting high and mighty for a lifetime and a half
You've been here way too long
Time to step back
May as well have risen
From twelve feet below the rubble
You give younger generations
Nothing but trouble
Prehistoric man, who brought you back from the dead
Pointing your finger and chopping off heads
Your skin is practically falling off your bones
Yet here you sit, saying I'll die alone
Cretaceous and pretentious
Check the motherf*cking census
Survey says- you'll do anything to not have to defend us
Jurassic, problematic
You're just asking for theatrics
Need I remind you that
The ocean's full of f*cking plastic
Devonian, you're the only one
Whose watched the world die slowly
While you've sat back in your chair
Claiming "climate change is phony"
Ordovician, inefficient
How've your kept your position
Indifference to disaster
Isn't in your job description
May as well have risen
From twelve feet below the rubble
You give younger generations
Nothing but trouble
Prehistoric man, who brought you back from the dead
Pointing your finger and chopping off heads
Your skin is practically falling off your bones
Yet here you sit, saying ill die alone
In hell of all places, don't you know it well
Seen it with your own eyes, we can all tell
Get back in your grave, you rotten son of a bitch
I'd like you better dead as f*ck in a ditch
Prehistoric man, who brought you back from the dead
Pointing your finger and chopping off heads
Your skin is practically falling off your bones
Yet here you sit, saying I'll die alone
In hell of all places, don't you know it well
Seen it with your own eyes, we can all tell
Get back in your grave, you rotten son of a bitch
(I'd like you better)
I'd like you better dead as f*ck in a ditch
Calypso - PREHISTORIC Lyrics
Calypso - PREHISTORIC Lyrics
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Have you learned nothing
From echoes of time gone by
Repeating history in front of our eyes
Sitting high and mighty for a lifetime and a half
You've been here way too long
Time to step back
May as well have risen
From twelve feet below the rubble
You give younger generations
Nothing but trouble
Prehistoric man, who brought you back from the dead
Pointing your finger and chopping off heads
Your skin is practically falling off your bones
Yet here you sit, saying I'll die alone
Cretaceous and pretentious
Check the motherf*cking census
Survey says- you'll do anything to not have to defend us
Jurassic, problematic
You're just asking for theatrics
Need I remind you that
The ocean's full of f*cking plastic
Devonian, you're the only one
Whose watched the world die slowly
While you've sat back in your chair
Claiming "climate change is phony"
Ordovician, inefficient
How've your kept your position
Indifference to disaster
Isn't in your job description
May as well have risen
From twelve feet below the rubble
You give younger generations
Nothing but trouble
Prehistoric man, who brought you back from the dead
Pointing your finger and chopping off heads
Your skin is practically falling off your bones
Yet here you sit, saying ill die alone
In hell of all places, don't you know it well
Seen it with your own eyes, we can all tell
Get back in your grave, you rotten son of a bitch
I'd like you better dead as f*ck in a ditch
Prehistoric man, who brought you back from the dead
Pointing your finger and chopping off heads
Your skin is practically falling off your bones
Yet here you sit, saying I'll die alone
In hell of all places, don't you know it well
Seen it with your own eyes, we can all tell
Get back in your grave, you rotten son of a bitch
(I'd like you better)
I'd like you better dead as f*ck in a ditch
From echoes of time gone by
Repeating history in front of our eyes
Sitting high and mighty for a lifetime and a half
You've been here way too long
Time to step back
May as well have risen
From twelve feet below the rubble
You give younger generations
Nothing but trouble
Prehistoric man, who brought you back from the dead
Pointing your finger and chopping off heads
Your skin is practically falling off your bones
Yet here you sit, saying I'll die alone
Cretaceous and pretentious
Check the motherf*cking census
Survey says- you'll do anything to not have to defend us
Jurassic, problematic
You're just asking for theatrics
Need I remind you that
The ocean's full of f*cking plastic
Devonian, you're the only one
Whose watched the world die slowly
While you've sat back in your chair
Claiming "climate change is phony"
Ordovician, inefficient
How've your kept your position
Indifference to disaster
Isn't in your job description
May as well have risen
From twelve feet below the rubble
You give younger generations
Nothing but trouble
Prehistoric man, who brought you back from the dead
Pointing your finger and chopping off heads
Your skin is practically falling off your bones
Yet here you sit, saying ill die alone
In hell of all places, don't you know it well
Seen it with your own eyes, we can all tell
Get back in your grave, you rotten son of a bitch
I'd like you better dead as f*ck in a ditch
Prehistoric man, who brought you back from the dead
Pointing your finger and chopping off heads
Your skin is practically falling off your bones
Yet here you sit, saying I'll die alone
In hell of all places, don't you know it well
Seen it with your own eyes, we can all tell
Get back in your grave, you rotten son of a bitch
(I'd like you better)
I'd like you better dead as f*ck in a ditch
Writer: Gordon Conner
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid