re bad We're bad I feel it in my heart I believe it in my soul But we will never live Long enough to know Restless and curious Down in my gut I know That I will never ever Want what I
unafraid And this is a very special treat indeed They crawl up my pantleg / I'm too weak to move No one hears my cries as they start on my toes Their
On the top floor, from my penthouse I survey what I rule High rises Thin curtains All lights go out by two No one ever sees me Yet I know all of you
that they won't quit Till they take dominion over our lives Is freedom of speech such a terrorist act Is spiritual peace such a satanic threat Believe what you want
If I could travel back in time I'd go to 1899 High in the Sierra Hills And ride the lumber down the Sanger flume The flume Ride the flume Ride the flume
baby every time By mapping and manipulating people's genes Cosmetic surgery before you're born Know in advance what you'll die of Everyone is useful and
and tobacco barons Got it banned in '37 The world is made of connections So many sheep in wolf's clothing Scary times are never dull How long before our empire falls No one wants
About our lives Why? Falling space junk in the streets Eadiation in the air Nothing left that's safe to eat The sky is melting And I want my mommy