Shit's goin' down. I can't wash dishes anymore
Most I'm worrying about now's a few house chores
Bet your ass I'm not bored! The world's about to be floored
Twice over when I wring out all the thoughts I've absorbed
The Forbes ain't where you'll read 'em
If I can, I'll defeat 'em. In my mind money's an enemy of freedom
Ya cheat 'em in-to buying your words, might as well eat 'em
Just seat 'em in the auditorium and complete 'em
The Beatlemania ain't what I'm after. Maybe some laughter
In the face of this impending disaster
The faster we break the shackles of our crippled masters
The faster we gonna be free of the bastards
Their dastardly deeds ain't what put 'm on their knees
Thankfully, nature did it with infectious disease
Now we gotta spin it so the poor don't front all the fees
And that'll only happen if we learn the science of peace
Take care of the working people
They are our saviors now
Let's make sure we expel the evil
Before they bring it back down
Wal-mart ground zero. Stoners morphin' into heroes
Nowhere else for us to get our Cheerios
Cereal is non-perishable. That makes it cherishable
Bearable for the stomach, doesn't taste terrible
This is a parable for our society
Lotta lambs suddenly gotta face the lion's teeth
Defeat ain't as welcome as it was when they were staring at the street
Suffering made 'em look up. Now they got the heart to bleat
This beat courtesy of LSD
In collaboration with psilocybin and weed
In all seriousness, I wouldn't be able to feed
Myself without him, but together we be plantin' some seeds
Every bead of sweat on my friends I'm matching in my studio
Until the trouble starts and then I'm going with the flow
I don't know who will need my help, but I do know
They gonna get it right up to the close of my show
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Shit's goin' down. I can't wash dishes anymore
Most I'm worrying about now's a few house chores
Bet your ass I'm not bored! The world's about to be floored
Twice over when I wring out all the thoughts I've absorbed
The Forbes ain't where you'll read 'em
If I can, I'll defeat 'em. In my mind money's an enemy of freedom
Ya cheat 'em in-to buying your words, might as well eat 'em
Just seat 'em in the auditorium and complete 'em
The Beatlemania ain't what I'm after. Maybe some laughter
In the face of this impending disaster
The faster we break the shackles of our crippled masters
The faster we gonna be free of the bastards
Their dastardly deeds ain't what put 'm on their knees
Thankfully, nature did it with infectious disease
Now we gotta spin it so the poor don't front all the fees
And that'll only happen if we learn the science of peace
Take care of the working people
They are our saviors now
Let's make sure we expel the evil
Before they bring it back down
Wal-mart ground zero. Stoners morphin' into heroes
Nowhere else for us to get our Cheerios
Cereal is non-perishable. That makes it cherishable
Bearable for the stomach, doesn't taste terrible
This is a parable for our society
Lotta lambs suddenly gotta face the lion's teeth
Defeat ain't as welcome as it was when they were staring at the street
Suffering made 'em look up. Now they got the heart to bleat
This beat courtesy of LSD
In collaboration with psilocybin and weed
In all seriousness, I wouldn't be able to feed
Myself without him, but together we be plantin' some seeds
Every bead of sweat on my friends I'm matching in my studio
Until the trouble starts and then I'm going with the flow
I don't know who will need my help, but I do know
They gonna get it right up to the close of my show
Most I'm worrying about now's a few house chores
Bet your ass I'm not bored! The world's about to be floored
Twice over when I wring out all the thoughts I've absorbed
The Forbes ain't where you'll read 'em
If I can, I'll defeat 'em. In my mind money's an enemy of freedom
Ya cheat 'em in-to buying your words, might as well eat 'em
Just seat 'em in the auditorium and complete 'em
The Beatlemania ain't what I'm after. Maybe some laughter
In the face of this impending disaster
The faster we break the shackles of our crippled masters
The faster we gonna be free of the bastards
Their dastardly deeds ain't what put 'm on their knees
Thankfully, nature did it with infectious disease
Now we gotta spin it so the poor don't front all the fees
And that'll only happen if we learn the science of peace
Take care of the working people
They are our saviors now
Let's make sure we expel the evil
Before they bring it back down
Wal-mart ground zero. Stoners morphin' into heroes
Nowhere else for us to get our Cheerios
Cereal is non-perishable. That makes it cherishable
Bearable for the stomach, doesn't taste terrible
This is a parable for our society
Lotta lambs suddenly gotta face the lion's teeth
Defeat ain't as welcome as it was when they were staring at the street
Suffering made 'em look up. Now they got the heart to bleat
This beat courtesy of LSD
In collaboration with psilocybin and weed
In all seriousness, I wouldn't be able to feed
Myself without him, but together we be plantin' some seeds
Every bead of sweat on my friends I'm matching in my studio
Until the trouble starts and then I'm going with the flow
I don't know who will need my help, but I do know
They gonna get it right up to the close of my show
Writer: Andrew Miller
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