Free Unregulated Capitalism - Creutzfeldt Jakobs

I fucking love that one rock video where That fucking jack-ass mohawked millionaire Prances around by far the worst Sausage party on earth Where by random chances he's caught on film shaking hands With an incredibly diverse selection of patriotic skins I like the message it sends With a rebel yell Just do exactly what you're told One million douchebags can't be wrong "When did punk rock become so safe?" Well, you'll excuse me if I laugh in your face While I itemize your receipts And PowerPoint your balance sheets I hear this year's Van's Warped Tour is going green I guess they heard that money grows on trees Hope they ship those shitty bands overseas Like they did the factories Music's power to Describe, compel, renew It's all a distant second to The offers you can't refuse Remember when we used to believe That music was a sacred place, not some fucking bank machine? Not something you just bought and sold How could we have been so naive? I think when all is said and done Just 'cause we were young Doesn't mean we were wrong And I'll rock back and forth On this two-bit hobby horse Until she splinters and gives way I'll tend the flowers by her grave and whisper her name If anyone out there understands Can I please see a show of hands? Just so I know I'm not insane Ever get the feeling you've been played? Well, that's rock for sustainable capitalism and you know We may face a scorched and lifeless earth But they're accountable to their shareholders first That's how the world works

Back home this time Cache for me Back home I feel like I want my own My time Back home they don't no need me Back home the want me to Believe in things, I told them no I told them no! Back home this time Cache for me Back home I feel like I want my own My time Back home they don't no need me Back home the want me to Believe in things, I told them no I told them no! (Jump)

Miss you like I miss the days in aphelion Get no sleep, I need you like valerian And I've been waiting for you Keep myself steady under influence Tricks my mind, believe that I feel whole again But all of the time, I'm waiting for you All of the time, I'm waiting for you I'm on my knees Oh, pretty please, I'm hanging on Tell myself to knock it off, shake it off Can't keep up the rush of blood that I'm bleeding out Can't afford, but all of the time, I'm thinking of you And all of the time my head's filled with you I'm on my knees Oh, pretty please, I'm hanging on Without you, I can hardly breathe But even when I play, I'm hanging on, on Until you're coming back to me My holographic heart's hanging on, on I'm on my knees Oh, pretty please, I'm hanging on I'm hanging on (ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh) I'm hanging on (oh, oh-oh, oh) (Hanging on, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh) (Hanging on, oh, oh-oh, oh) (Hanging on, oh, oh-oh, oh) (Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh) (Hanging on) (Until you're coming back, I'm hanging on)