Ladies and Gentlemen,
Will the real jamuns please stand up?
I mean c'mon, after eons of research, cultural overhaul and excessive development (averaging 8 per cent even!) we're still stuck in a limbo where we can't tell our enemies from ourselves.
Springin, rockin, breakin, shakin
We're the foundation of what we're makin
Every single coin, bill or quake
Shimmy and shake...keepin you awake
Breakthrough, chemicals, technical clause
Every contract has a probable cause
Brikbats of the future
Hammin' it with sutures
No matter the wisdom, we always need a tutor.
Mind controller.
Frankenstienic, melodramatic, futuretastic
Dinner in a cup, drink on a plate.
Whichever way you look at it, we're always late.
Switch it around, mash it up
Whichever way you look at it...
The future's f*"£$ed up.
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