On the third day man down came Zarathustra
And wept "God's dead; all we're left is his bastard"
It's inherent in you, it's inherent in me
It's inherent in the girl praying for change in the street
Humanity's a brain on a monkey leash
F*ck destiny I'd rather get laid and smoke weed
And live through the phone so vicariously
And accept the bullshit from my country's leader of the week
And move to the suburbs and watch TV til death
Well we love our dictators but we hate their pets
There's a busker standing vacant on my block since T.I.C.
I ask him questions about destiny and where we're all meant to be, he said:
Kill the Antichrist
The good no more to die
Don't just exist in your head
The Superman is dead!
Fear will paralyse
The rich capitalise
Solution won't surprise
We need a revolution
So by the sixth day we've got a real f*cking problem
Cos Mother Nature's number one trending on Pornhub
The older generation failed cause somebody sold them
American dreams of plantation, selling land that was stolen
From Neanderthal to Millennial, we stick our hand in the blue flame
Just to see if we burn
What's a priest to a pimp?
What's a lorde to a whore?
William Blake cleaned windows, I just kick down the doors
Politicians fill their guts and then they fall on their own swords
A young rebel takes up the guitar, and bravely he cries "No more!"
Kill the Antichrist!
The good no more to die
Don't just exist in your head
The Superman is dead!
Fear will paralyse
The rich capitalise
The solution won't surprise
We need a revolution!
It's a bold new frontier
The stone cold truth sincere
Blood in the water; my mind's pool murky with fear
You can see serpents lurking venomous in the dark
Just off the path that I must walk
Until my feet are bloody
Because you won't meet the Buddha if you're in it for the cameras
Satan is awaiting us with angel dust and wicked sluts
Just to entice you to quit the dream and get that money up
And spend, spend, spend it all on shit that doesn't matter much
But when the bank's broke the devil don't give a f*ck about your character
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On the third day man down came Zarathustra
And wept "God's dead; all we're left is his bastard"
It's inherent in you, it's inherent in me
It's inherent in the girl praying for change in the street
Humanity's a brain on a monkey leash
F*ck destiny I'd rather get laid and smoke weed
And live through the phone so vicariously
And accept the bullshit from my country's leader of the week
And move to the suburbs and watch TV til death
Well we love our dictators but we hate their pets
There's a busker standing vacant on my block since T.I.C.
I ask him questions about destiny and where we're all meant to be, he said:
Kill the Antichrist
The good no more to die
Don't just exist in your head
The Superman is dead!
Fear will paralyse
The rich capitalise
Solution won't surprise
We need a revolution
So by the sixth day we've got a real f*cking problem
Cos Mother Nature's number one trending on Pornhub
The older generation failed cause somebody sold them
American dreams of plantation, selling land that was stolen
From Neanderthal to Millennial, we stick our hand in the blue flame
Just to see if we burn
What's a priest to a pimp?
What's a lorde to a whore?
William Blake cleaned windows, I just kick down the doors
Politicians fill their guts and then they fall on their own swords
A young rebel takes up the guitar, and bravely he cries "No more!"
Kill the Antichrist!
The good no more to die
Don't just exist in your head
The Superman is dead!
Fear will paralyse
The rich capitalise
The solution won't surprise
We need a revolution!
It's a bold new frontier
The stone cold truth sincere
Blood in the water; my mind's pool murky with fear
You can see serpents lurking venomous in the dark
Just off the path that I must walk
Until my feet are bloody
Because you won't meet the Buddha if you're in it for the cameras
Satan is awaiting us with angel dust and wicked sluts
Just to entice you to quit the dream and get that money up
And spend, spend, spend it all on shit that doesn't matter much
But when the bank's broke the devil don't give a f*ck about your character
And wept "God's dead; all we're left is his bastard"
It's inherent in you, it's inherent in me
It's inherent in the girl praying for change in the street
Humanity's a brain on a monkey leash
F*ck destiny I'd rather get laid and smoke weed
And live through the phone so vicariously
And accept the bullshit from my country's leader of the week
And move to the suburbs and watch TV til death
Well we love our dictators but we hate their pets
There's a busker standing vacant on my block since T.I.C.
I ask him questions about destiny and where we're all meant to be, he said:
Kill the Antichrist
The good no more to die
Don't just exist in your head
The Superman is dead!
Fear will paralyse
The rich capitalise
Solution won't surprise
We need a revolution
So by the sixth day we've got a real f*cking problem
Cos Mother Nature's number one trending on Pornhub
The older generation failed cause somebody sold them
American dreams of plantation, selling land that was stolen
From Neanderthal to Millennial, we stick our hand in the blue flame
Just to see if we burn
What's a priest to a pimp?
What's a lorde to a whore?
William Blake cleaned windows, I just kick down the doors
Politicians fill their guts and then they fall on their own swords
A young rebel takes up the guitar, and bravely he cries "No more!"
Kill the Antichrist!
The good no more to die
Don't just exist in your head
The Superman is dead!
Fear will paralyse
The rich capitalise
The solution won't surprise
We need a revolution!
It's a bold new frontier
The stone cold truth sincere
Blood in the water; my mind's pool murky with fear
You can see serpents lurking venomous in the dark
Just off the path that I must walk
Until my feet are bloody
Because you won't meet the Buddha if you're in it for the cameras
Satan is awaiting us with angel dust and wicked sluts
Just to entice you to quit the dream and get that money up
And spend, spend, spend it all on shit that doesn't matter much
But when the bank's broke the devil don't give a f*ck about your character
Writer: Benji Toms
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