Music: Foma
They've got to stop it now
You just can't keep blaming it
All on, Stalin's ways
It'd do 'em good
To read up, on Marx
Anyway...
Maybe they wanted even more
Stratified
Do you know this is how they'll
Do it to us everyday?
(Check one, check two)
Back to my bedroom
It's forward as we're still
And it's not necessary
A world across your path
A silver little hatch
Throw it in the trash
Free...
I'll live with what we saw
And I'll get my ticket to the moon
Today...