Everybody wants to go to Heaven But nobody wants to die They wanna claim greatness But none a dem waan pay the price Just microwave, microwave it We ain't got time They talk good game but their walk is basic Everybody wants a revolution Everybody got solutions, yea When it hits the fan Whole heap a man deh Will run away and hide The more they change The more they stay the same All men lie Microwave, microwave it Hurry up Hurry up Everybody's searching for Nirvana But nobody wants to change They wanna cut corners, yea Then turn around and point the blame A microwave generation We ain't got time A bunch of slaves in a plantation Of our own minds Nobody wants to die Yea we'd rather live a lie Than to step outside the bubble (bubble) And deal with real life Hurry up Hurry up Hurry up Hurry up Hurry up (Hurry up) ♪ We lost ourselves To these tiny screens What a slimy scheme These invisible strings Got attached to our brains Now the enemy's within And he's feeding us things By any and all means It's the end of all things It's the end of all things It's the end of all things It's the end of all things It's the end of all things