You gotta make a statement of intent If we're your careless children The monuments you're building Are subject to reclaim, yeah, yeah And are ours to disclaim, yeah, yeah Making discos of your castles We are tearing up your plans We won't be xeroxed for the future Filed by bureaucratic man, hot damn You gotta make a statement of intent If we're your misplaced youth And your lies are the truth Then mistakes are illusions, yeah, yeah A simple yes is confusion, yeah, yeah We don't need a history lesson Museums are made to lie We won't be xeroxed for the future Careless children never die, hot damn Thinly veiled as national interest With cold hearts paid to lie Be made a happy xerox Be a number four or five You gotta make a statement of intent