Lyrics:

My god
How far
Can baby burn the noose and
What cause
My god
To turn his wailing loose in
And I been to the bottom of the well
Where he yearns in despair
Cause I had my own and I can tell
There’s nothing there it’s a delusion babe
It’s just a movement made
And such a ruinous way you’re traveling
Who’ll say
What shape
We children bend the rules in
One way
All paid
No space to spare the truth in
And I been to the ragged humble hole
Where you learned your wordplay
Three car garage and swimming pool
Nothing to say it’s a delusion babe
It’s just a movement made
And such a ruinous way you’re traveling
I’ve been brought up clean and organized
I’ve been
Each December satisfied
I’ve had wishes granted none denied
I’ve been
Flown down south and Disneyfied
I sailed twenty seas of deep denial
On a
Million frequent flyer miles
Ran a gauntlet built of grocery aisles and
A walking wall of guilt and bile
Tell me are you not the same as me
Did you
Pay your dues in little league
Did you wash your hands of blood and greed
And stumble back in time of need
You are clever imitation mined
From
Photographs and DVDs
You are subtle repetition tied to
Thirty-two inch plasma screen
It’s a delusion babe
It’s a delusion babe
It’s a delusion babe
It’s a delusion babe
It’s a delusion
It’s a delusion
It’s a delusion
It’s a delusion
It’s a delusion
It’s a delusion