I wish that you'd wake up and grab your pitchforks
Just like the old generations and take back what's yours
Your mom's representation will be just for looks
But it'll never really make it into the books
We're just animals running this town
The old folks home has control down
Or it's the CNA's fault for making them live?
My father knows, my father knows, he does
Well my father knows, my father knows, he does
The whore's true colors bleed through her high heels
While Cinderella trails closely masking what's real
The clueless nation cheers behind their screens
While the influencer thanks god for post processing
Oh!
Satan moves a knight his plan's in full swing
A little kid plays in the street peacefully
The magic man comes up and offers a treat
He denies but then his peers say but it's so sweet
We're just animals running this town
The old folks home has control down
Or it's the CNA's fault for making them live?
My father knows, my father knows, he does
Well my father knows, my father knows, he does
Ow!
My father knows, my father knows, he does
Well my father knows, my father knows
My father knows, my father knows
(You're just another lying old dirty birdie)