So the lands collide and the highway rose,
Then we filled the sky with cellphone calls.

We'll not give up, we'll not let go.
What's done is done, now let's do more.We'll not grow up, we'll not grow old.
Blow up the Earth, then praise the Lord.

Oh Ah, Ah Oh, Oh Ah...

Over simplify the easy road,
Burried alive in cubicals.
We build machines to let us rest,
Let's all come clean, we haven't yet.

We'll not give up, we'll not let go.
What's done is done, now let's do more.We'll not grow up, we'll not grow old.
Blow up the Earth, then praise the Lord.

Oh Ah, Ah Oh, Oh Ah...


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