Lyrics:

Well now what a surprise


You're full of shit and lies
But the world keeps spinning

You are just a clown
Inside a circus town


But the tears keep rolling

You tried controlling our lives

Tried using up all our drive


But our mind keeps blowing and growing
Nothing's gonna stop

Nothing you can stop

Nothing's gonna stop



You're old with rules

We're not your tools
Fuck your design


You're in decline



Now you're nice and warm

Inside your uniform


Through your thin disguise
But this storm has taken it's hold

Think we don't realize

You're young until you get old

We'll keep looking round

For where you'll be found

Because the weak just want to be told nothing's gonna stop

Nothing we can stop

Nothing's gonna stop


You're old with rules


We're not your tools

Fuck your design

You're in decline


Don't you remember when



Think of now and then
Don't you remember when
If you've nothing to say

I'll just push you away



If you're too tired to live

Then there's nothing to give



You're old with rules
We're not your tools

Fuck your design

You're in decline