You've got no excuse
And no explanation
How you find yourself
In this f... d up situation
You got a 15 inch screen
And a wireless mouse
So you're stuck inside all day
Inside your stuffy little house
While the street car's passing you by
Just right outside
Now your city's moved to China
And your baby's moved to Texas
And you're filling out the forms
Checking "unemployed" with X's
It seems a time for correction of course
So get your hands on the wheel
You see a stranger there
Inside your bathroom mirror
He seems a bit confused
It's time for win or lose
Let's go!
C'mon mon mon mon mon!
Monotone, but sweet enough for singing
You got a backbone, Lucky, so its good enough for bringing
To stand up to the governor and all his corruption and lies
Well he'll sew you lips, put his hands inside your pockets
He'll weave confusing quips, take your eyeballs from their sockets
He wants to take you back to biblical times
So that he can play God
He sees you're about to fail
And saves your sorry tail
But he does you no good
By now that's understood
Let's go!
You know what's right
(Don't get it wrong)
Day after night
(Song after song)
And so it goes...
Until we START
Well since you got no job
So you start yourself a band
And we can hear you in the basement
With the rosewood in your hand
And if you're lucky we might stumble upon your social media page
Your dead city has a scene
But somehow you don't quite fit in
You got an opus in your head
But don't know how quite to begin
You got Jesus in your corner
And you read feng shui magazines
You see a stranger there
Inside your bathroom mirror
She seems a bit confused
It's time for win or lose
Let's go!
C'mon mon mon mon mon!