This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
it's the 21st century and Elvis is still dead
and we're not wearing oxygen bubbles around our heads
and New Year's wasn't doom
and not a damn thing went kaboom
and the party just fizzled out and we went home
it's the 21st century and God still hides away
in the clouds but down here the believers still love to say
that God likes to wave our flag
and he likes it when you beat up fags
and Jesus was white even though it's not geographically probable
it's hard enough just to believe in anyone that isn't me
everyone's got their convictions
settle for the contradictions
and all I really know right now is
I got no map to follow
and I can't see into tomorrow
I don't know which direction to set sail
I'm always under construction
in constant danger of malfunction
I got no backup plan in case I fail
It's the 21st century, the outlook's pretty sick
take a temperature Doc, what do you think will do the trick
he said humans are a disease
how we got here is a mystery
we need a planetary penicillin shot
religion is crowd control and so is TV
I had a lifetime of both of them confusing me
and if I ever have a kid
I hope it doesn't go through all the shit I did
just trying to make sense of random rules
a lot of broken hearts, a lot of broken minds
we break em fast, and rebuild them slow
pushed and pulled in all directions
illuminate your imperfections
and all I really know right now is
I got no map to follow
and I can't see into tomorrow
I don't know which direction to set sail
I'm always under construction
in constant danger of malfunction
I got no backup plan in case I fail
held together by vice grips and duct tape
don't know what time it is, but I think it's getting late
isolated from my society
motivated by my anxiety
I got no map to follow
and I can't see into tomorrow
and I don't wanna brave the dead-end trail
I'm always under construction
in constant danger of malfunction
I got no backup plan in case I fail
I got no map to follow
and I can't see into tomorrow
I got no map to follow
and I can't see into tomorrow
I got no map to follow
I got no map to follow
I got no map to follow
I got no map to follow
and we're not wearing oxygen bubbles around our heads
and New Year's wasn't doom
and not a damn thing went kaboom
and the party just fizzled out and we went home
it's the 21st century and God still hides away
in the clouds but down here the believers still love to say
that God likes to wave our flag
and he likes it when you beat up fags
and Jesus was white even though it's not geographically probable
it's hard enough just to believe in anyone that isn't me
everyone's got their convictions
settle for the contradictions
and all I really know right now is
I got no map to follow
and I can't see into tomorrow
I don't know which direction to set sail
I'm always under construction
in constant danger of malfunction
I got no backup plan in case I fail
It's the 21st century, the outlook's pretty sick
take a temperature Doc, what do you think will do the trick
he said humans are a disease
how we got here is a mystery
we need a planetary penicillin shot
religion is crowd control and so is TV
I had a lifetime of both of them confusing me
and if I ever have a kid
I hope it doesn't go through all the shit I did
just trying to make sense of random rules
a lot of broken hearts, a lot of broken minds
we break em fast, and rebuild them slow
pushed and pulled in all directions
illuminate your imperfections
and all I really know right now is
I got no map to follow
and I can't see into tomorrow
I don't know which direction to set sail
I'm always under construction
in constant danger of malfunction
I got no backup plan in case I fail
held together by vice grips and duct tape
don't know what time it is, but I think it's getting late
isolated from my society
motivated by my anxiety
I got no map to follow
and I can't see into tomorrow
and I don't wanna brave the dead-end trail
I'm always under construction
in constant danger of malfunction
I got no backup plan in case I fail
I got no map to follow
and I can't see into tomorrow
I got no map to follow
and I can't see into tomorrow
I got no map to follow
I got no map to follow
I got no map to follow
I got no map to follow
Lyrics submitted by nex
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thanx for putting it up
thanx for putting it up