It's a matter of prescience but not the science fiction kind It's all about ignorance, and greed, and miracles for the blind The media parading, disjointed politics Founded on petro-chemical plunder and we're its hostages If you stand to reason you're in the game The rules might me elusive but our pieces are the same And you know if one goes down we all do down as well The balance is precarious as anyone can tell This world's going to hell Don't allow this mythological hopeful monster to exact its price Kyoto now! We can't do nothing and think someone else will make it right You might think it matters now but what if you are wrong You might not think there's any wisdom in a fucked up punk rock song But the way it is cannot persist for long, A brutal sun is rising on our sick horizon It's in the way we live our lives Exactly like the double edge of a cold familiar knife And supremacy weighs heavy on the day It's never really what you own but what you threw away And how much did you pay? In your dreams you saw a steady bounty for eternity Silent screams but now the wisdom that sustains us is in full retreat Don't allow this mythological hopeful monster isn't worth the risk Kyoto now! We can't have vision for the future if it can't be fixed Alien We need a fresh and new religion to run our lives Hand in hand The arid torpor of inaction will be our demise |
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