I've been grittin' my teeth, always workin' on a dream
Heard you got sold out for greatness
Avarice sucked off antipathy
And I'm all lost in the grocery
Wherever the bogeyman be
As for me, I'm a loyal one
Dance with the one that brung ya
I'll be your huckle pariah
Spit bad words with a band on fire
Wherever they'll have me
Wait for Deus Machina's to return ya back to dirt
Or you can live it out
But you don't give up, no, you don't give up
And that's just what I loved about us
When there's an awful lot of awful things tryin' to kill you and me
It's so silly to believe some cursin' words could really fuck with your heart
It's hilarious
It cracks me up
It sucks
I had your back, but when you talk like a kook
Man, that transmission don't compute
I can't relate to you
Dark fantasies, conspiracies, the riddle-rhymes to prove
I pay no never-mind to whatever you're on about, mate
Gives me the shakes
No way, no thanks
Here in the land of the hater
You go to sleep with the light on
"I'm afraid of Americans"
Ziggy, I can't help it, either
I think I'll go to sleep forever and rest in peace
Wait for Deus Machina's to return ya back to dirt
Or you can live it out
But you don't give up, no, you don't give up
And that's just what I love about us
There's an awful lot of awful things tryin' to kill you and me
But it's silly to believe a bad beat could really break us apart
And that fucks me up
One day, we'll say, "Who's laughing now?"
One day, we'll say, "Who's laughing now?"
"Who's laughing now?"
"And why not us, for once?"
The fight song for chumps
Let's get a drink and cross that bridge
'Cause we won't be here again, my friend
Meet me at the river's end
'Cause we may not be back again
Lose your delusion
