S.O.S.

S.O.S.
Blood transfusion, revolution
Satellites on mars,
Man became the spawn of satan
Driving ‘round in cars
I read the news but
The news didn’t fascinate
I stayed at home, watched
The media ejaculate

This is the age of decay and hypocrisy
Sometimes I feel like the world
Isn’t ready for me.
Every time I turn
A microscopic worm
Is telling me he’s it
Dressed in robes of cosmic ego
Crawling round in...shit
I read the news but
The news didn’t fascinate
I stayed at home, watched
The media ejaculate
This is the age of decay and hypocrisy
Sometimes I feel like the world
Isn’t ready for me
This is the age of decay and hypocrisy
Sometimes I feel like the world
Isn’t ready for me.