Lyrics:

I know that we're going to repeat history,
Unless we sort this out.
I know that we've got to find something new,
Something new.

Now my crew is six thousand million strong,
And we're not learning from.
A history of conflict and violence,
For ownership and the power to silence.

I know that we've got to find something new.
Whoa.

We're tracing all our steps,
We send out the search back search parties.
To negate the barriers,
That lock us down.

The Phenakistoscope is spinning,
Flashbacks to your beginnings,
The repetition that you felt you found.

Now my crew is six thousand million strong,
And we're not learning from.
A history of conflict and violence,
For ownership and the power to silence.

I know that we've got to find something new.
Whoa.

I know that we're going to repeat history,
Unless we sort this out.
I know that we've got to find something new,
Something new.

All hands on deck,
We've got to scrub these fuckers out.
All hands on deck!

I know that we've got to find something new.
Whoa.

I know that we're going to repeat history,
Unless we sort this out.
I know that we've got to find something new,
Something new