Prey For Penguins - The New Age Lyrics

Bedbound he doesn't know how to get up
Surrounded by things he wants to run from
No wonder he thinks the thoughts he does
The path ahead is not a path at all
An end is no option he has in him
An end is saved for those who can begin
No energy
This can't be where he's meant to be
Then comes the sober realisation
Somehow he must subsist with no purpose
An unlikely curse placed on the hapless few
That evokes the classic aversion to truth
Let's drug him so he doesn't have to think
Let's hold him down and make him believe
We're in the new age
Stop showing us your paper
We see your chemical makeup
We're in the new age
Stop showing us your paper
We see your chemical makeup
We're in the new age