WHEN OUR TOASTERS FINALLY COME TO KILL US A CREATOR COMPLEX WILL FULFILL US
FOLLOW ME DOWN TO THE ROAD AHEAD WHERE WE MADE EVERYTHING THAT WE’VE EVER SAID DESTINATION OVERLOAD IT CAN’T BE TAMED AND NOTHING OR NO ONE IS TO BLAME
CHORUS: SOONER OR LATER WE’RE ALL BEACONS OF YESTERYEAR YOU GOTTA LOVE OR HATE US WE’LL SEE YOU SOON BABY DON’T YOU FEAR
PUT DOWN YOUR MAP SON WE’RE GPS-ING THE SYSTEM DON’T KNOW WITH WHO IT’S MESSING
EVOLUTION CRAP SHOOTER WATCH YOUR SCENE WE’RE THE PROUD PARENTS OF THE BIG MACHINE MUTATED STRAINS LIKE A FROG TO A TOAD BUT OURS COMES WITH A BARCODE
REPEAT CHORUS
HICKORY TRICKERY DICKORY DOCK I NEED ME A STRONGER FASTER CLOCK ONE THAT COMES WITH WHEELS AND A BLUETOOTH PHONE AND GOD FORBID I’D EVER HAVE TO BE ALONE