Sing your praise of progress and the doom machine, the naked truth is still taboo whenever it can be seen.
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
As I stepped to the stage to pick up my degree, and the locusts sang off in the distance.
Gonna change my way of thinking, make my self a different set of rules. Gonna put my good foot forward and stop being influenced by fools.
Chaos is a friend of mine.
People disagreeing everywhere you look makes you wanna stop and read a book.