Building The Perfect Beast Lyrics
We're the ones who can kill the things we
don't eat
Sharper than a serpent's tongue
Tighter than a bongo drum
Quicker than a one-night stand
Slicker than a mambo band
And now the day is come
Soon he will be released
Glory hallelujah!
We're building the Perfect Beast
(building, building, etc..)
It's Olympus this time- Olympus or bust
For we have met the enemy -and he is us
And now the day is come
Soon he will be released
Glory hallelujah!
We're building the Perfect Beast
(Building, Building)
Ever since we crawled out of the ocean
and stood upright on the land
There are some things that we just don't
understand:
Relieve all pain and suffering
and lift us out of the dark
Turn us all into Methuselah-
But where are we gonna park?
(Building, Building)
The secrets of eternity-
We've found the lock and turned the key
We're shakin' up those building blocks
Going deeper into that box- (Pandora
wouldn't like it)
And now the day is come
Soon he will be released
Glory hallelujah!
We're building the Perfect Beast
(building, building)
All the way to Malibu from the Land of the
Talking Drum-
Just look how far-look how far we've come
The elites who are controlled by the fallen angels are the subject of the song. They too want to be gods (“Olympus or bust”) & are messing with DNA, the formerly secret building blocks of life, to create the perfect Beast that will be indwelt by Apollyon when he rises from the pit, They sarcastically say to Jesus, “Relieve all pain and suffering [taking ALL of mankind’s sins on the cross to lift us out of the dark and bring us to His marvelous kingdom of light] And lift us out of the dark Turn us all into methuselah- [those saved are promised to be given glorified bodies by the LORD that will never age, get sick, or die & thus live forever, analogous to the man in history who lived the longest - Methuselah at 969 years] But where are we gonna park?” [sarcastic-they erroneously believe there won’t be enough room on earth for all these people who will never die…..part of the reason elites desire population control in the beastly world they are trying to create. The Good News is that I’ve read to the end of the Book & spoiler alert—-the good guys win because God is on their side!] Get on the winning team, Don—-you’re getting old. Satan lied to you when he said “you can check out any time you like, but you can never leave.”
The Perfect Beast in the song is Walt Kelly's Pogo Possum, as the lyrics "sharper than a serpent's tongue" and "we have met the enemy and he is us are dead giveaways.