Heel Vaalli Bendikzen - Mad Yezuz (feat. Frode Edvardsen) Lyrics

I'm so tired of being told, just play it safe till you get old
I'm not entirely sold, that we should measure this life in gold
Cause when you're old, you're the next in line, and all the money won't buy back the time
You should have spent with your friends and family, thinking greed was gonna set you free
What's the point of being mad, when we're living in a mad world
Is there a point to be made, in all the chaos we create
You might be mad for many reasons, and your reasons may be right as rain
Go tell your science, go tell your preacher, you're just a monkey on some dirt in space
You hear the sirens, you see the signs, you tell your children everything is alright
While you're choking on a piece of your broken dreams, slowly drowning in a sea of lies
Don't wage a war on your society, you'll break your back raging against the machine
Just take a breath and tell yourself that this is all a joke, no point in breaking what's already broke
What's the point of being mad, when we're living in a mad world
Is there a point to be made, in all the chaos we create
You might be mad for many reasons, and your reasons may be right as rain
Go tell your God, go tell your Jesus, you're just a monkey on some dirt in space
Send out, send out, send out, send out the mighty men
Send out, send out, send out, send out the mighty men
Send out, send out, send out, send out the mighty men
Send out, send out, send out, send out the mighty men