Your time has come
You have one message to broadcast back to earth
Ladies gentlemen its time you take your seats
You've been rioting and shouting going on twenty weeks
There should be some competition but to your dying in the streets
Then complaining saying people 'round you f*ckin' weak
Go and murder cause you're all so f*ckin' stable
Blame the people with the label cuz you're unable to hear their fable
Court cases and lost faces and its relate-able
Shit that we endure at the table
Enough about the people stuck up on the shelf
Where the people who are people who need mental goddamn help
Think about the lives we'd save if we just cared some more
Thinking life's a f*ckin' bore
Producing tears we're good for
This a shame that this is what it means
To be one like the human in a running social stream
We could be who just who are
But get ruined by the start
Of something just as great
As the ones who play the part