"S.o.s" as written by and Crispian/bevan Mills....
It's 2 o'clock

Blood transfusion, revolution, satellites on Mars
Man became the spawn of Satan, driving 'round in cars
I read the news but the news didn't fascinate
I stayed at home, watched the media ejaculate

This is the age of 'Decay' and 'Hypocrisy'
Sometimes I feel like the world isn't ready for me

Every time I turn, a microscopic worm is telling me, he's it
Dressed in the robes of cosmic ego, crawling 'round in [?]
I read the news but the news didn't fascinate
I stayed at home, watched the media ejaculate

This is the age of 'Decay' and 'Hypocrisy'
Sometimes I feel like the world isn't ready for me

This is the age of 'Decay' and 'Hypocrisy'
Sometimes I feel like the world isn't ready for me


Lyrics submitted by enola

"SOS" as written by Crispian Mills Alonza Bevan

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