Lyrics

Base
How low can we go?
Fuck The Beatles, I'm an animal
An upright ape with opposable thumbs
To hold the clubs, to shoot the guns
(Swing low) Sweet chariot
God bless my DNA
Drunk drive my Chevy to the levee
Let the flood come and sweep me away
No, this ain't the apocalypse
It's the way shit has always been
Take off from Sodom to Saddam
Attila to Tienenmen
A quarter million years of human being
A quarter million years as a human stain
Use ten percent of our gorgeous brains
And leave the rest up to cocaine
Lucy in the sky
Got her hands on a new shotgun
Lucy in the sky
Got her hands on a Remington
Sweet Lucy in the sky
Her shiny diamonds are drenched in blood
And I know where the wild things are
Don't look far, don't look far
'Cause I got wisdom in my teeth and terror in my wars
And yes, I know where the wild things are
Don't look far, don't look far
There's a reason that it's hard to look in the mirror
There's a reason that it's hard to go to the zoo
And there's a reason that you want to pry open the cage
See, you should be there too
Written by: Al Brown (Dangers), Alex Tauber, Justin Smith (Guitarist), Tim Culver
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