Bubblemath

Bubblemath - The Sensual Con lyrics

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Music: Esbensen/Albinson/Smith/Swensen-Flagg

Lyrics: Esbensen

Hey there, my confident friend, isn't freedom funny?

We can't help but notice you spend all your time and money

Passing your panicky laws, pulling people under

While happily snapping your jaws, and it makes us wonder

Why you intrude on the lives of adults consenting

When all your intolerant drives are what need preventing

Sell out, compromise, hacking each human right down to size

Trespass, intervene, shut your eyes to what you've never seen

You hold your head high as the grand standard

And judge their lives by how they've meandered

Laugh as you lunge down from your high morals

Wearing the proud crown of your cold laurels

Sticking your ignorant nose where it isn't wanted

Well, you and your need to impose carry on undaunted

Desperate to sever the stem of your irritation

Expending your breath to condemn an entire nation

Self help suicide, stuff that society never tried

Dictate what they do, soon it will all fall back onto you

Strike with the slick twist of a sly viper

Train down your long list like a mad sniper

But when you take aim through the long ages

You'll find your own name in the same pages

You rage to wage and win the war on

People on drugs

Stacking the decks

Behaving like a moron

Pulling their plugs

For having sex

And things they choose to do in private

Break down their doors

What will you find?

You never will survive it

Winning the wars

Losing your mind

Done dealing with the decks you're stacking

People will rise

Your life descends

And still you keep attacking

Still you despise

It never ends

Raging and waging your wars, acting like a moron

To bang up and break down the doors that you wage your war on

Pulling the plugs on the things that they do in private

You savor the silence it brings, but you won't survive it

Dutifully dealing the blows from the decks you're stacking

Creating your cages for those that you keep attacking

Hey there, my confident friend, isn't freedom funny?

We can't help but notice you spend all your time and money

Passing your panicky laws, pulling people under

While happily snapping your jaws, and it makes us wonder why

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