THE BABYLON HAVE A PLAN…………………………………
This life is so crazy
So could you please remind me?
It’s simple, it’s easy
With you right here beside me
Cause I don’t even wanna try to get by without you
That’s the reason why
I’m writing this song
About the way you make me feelIt’s never felt so real, no, no
I have you in my heart
No distance could keep me apart, love
You are the only thing
That’s keeping my heart still beating
Cause I just can’t let you go
Even if you wanted to, you know
That you’ll always have my heart
And I’m not letting you go
If you wake up and your bad day
Feels more like a cliché
With each kiss I’ll replace
The sad look on your face
I have you in my heart
No distance could keep me apart, love
You are the only thing
That’s keeping my heart still beating
Cause I just can’t let you go
Even if you wanted to, you know
That you’ll always have my heart
And I’m not letting you go
I never thought about the universe, it made me feel small Why think of all the bad things when life is so good? I don’t want changes, I have no reactions That’s no way to go, Franco Un-American I never looked around, never second-guessed I’m eating vegetation, ‘cause of Fast Food Nation I see no world peace ‘cause of zealous armed forces That’s no way to go, Franco Un-American I want to move north and be a Canadian I don’t want to be another “I-don’t-care-ican”
Never thought about the problems of this planet at all
Global warning, radio-active sites
Imperialistic wrongs and animal rights! No!
Why help with an ‘am’ when there’s always a ‘could’?
Let the whales worry about the poisons in the sea
Outside of California, it’s foreign policy
Your dilemmas are my distractions
No way to go, Franco Un-American
No way to go, Franco Un-American
No way to go, Franco, Franco Un-American
Then I read some Howard Zinn now I’m always depressed
And now I can’t sleep from years of apathy
All because I read a little Noam Chomsky
I’m wearing uncomfortable shoes ‘cause of globalization
I’m watching Michael Moore expose the awful truth
I’m listening to Public Enemy and Reagan Youth
I eat no breath-mints ‘cause their from de-hoofed horses
Now I can’t believe; what an absolute failure
The president’s laughing ‘cause we voted for Nader
No way to go, Franco Un-American
No way to go, Franco Un-American
Where can we go, Franco Un-American
Or hang down low with the nice Australians
What are we gonna do Franco, Franco Un-American
I’m not here to entertain youI’m here to meet my friend the RussianThe Irish, the German, the Columbian
I don’t care how bad I fuck upI care about how fucked up I getI’m not your clownI’m your dealer
And I’m holding three bindles of bullshitAnd you’re buyin’ them ‘cause you are addictedTo the pure and totally uncut
I’m not here to amuse youI’m here to abuse my bodyI’m here because old habits die hard
And seriously, what else am I supposed to do?This isn’t my job, my hobby, my habitIt’s sad, but this is my life
Welcome to our mission statementTotal self-debasementAnd not giving our all
Watch us Fall!
It’s not that we don’t pull itIt’s just that we only give about 60 or so percent
Would you rather be fed bullshitFrom some 20-something, makeup wearing, popstar
“This one goes out to all our fans all over the world
Without you, we’d just be us.So, I just wanna say thank you!
We fuckin’ love you, Modesto!”
FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And you’re takin’ it easy before the showSo you won’t lose your voiceAnd disappoint your fans routine
And you don’t care about the childrenYou don’t even know them
All you know is their money
