My Name Is Ozymandias Lyrics

With a wink and a nod look we're all giving favors!!

There's four pale pinked boys in an accountants hand

Examples must be made! Discipline it must be maintained!

See, we're all a little mad here

what a joy it is to kill all my hunger in

three minutes and thirty seconds

cause at the top of the world we're all just a bottom line

someone's been shook red-handed

Dead stage center at the shit-grin parade

beware! beware!

beware of an aging pack of men who think like cats

wow! aint it grand to be part of the future?

A pox on ye phony kings

and all night while you slumber

you'll dream of electric sheep

For we may perish at the hands we must shake

Our bodies longing for the aches to escape

and the filth they'll accept is the filth

that I'm dragging my belly through

cause we're being drowned out in our own fucking sound

now the teenage birgade has opinions

when I'm weak it is black and they're all capping me

with their cold and metal clutch on us tightly

so get hip to recouping with youth at the bottom of a rabbit's hole!!!