Lyrics:

The few people that are turning the world
Are moving ever faster
We'll have to erase so much in your head
Told by the master

It's hard to believe yourself, dear
But the latest of the hour
Loving while turning in your seat
Fun can't esquire

Painting body they did to us
Painting 'bout any places that you live
Painting 'bout any places bend your eyes
Painting 'bout any places bent to lives

I can't find the place about the day
Can you tell if you could be stay?
Because the fall of another year
Because the fall of another

I fight so hard to ever understand
Will politics ever end?
The mushroom teach his head
Can you say you understand?

Of another year
The fall of another
The fall of another year
Because the fall of another

Because the fall of another year
The fall of another
Of another year
Of another