Easy come , easy go
Not here long enough
To let you know
Anything
Anymore
East come, easy go

Signs electric
Storms of ads
Passing idols
Living dead
A bucket with
the moon inside
Disguised In
arrogance and pride

we are drowning in data
that was born by a trend
we are choking on junkulture
because it's at hand
and what comes
in the end?
we just don’t understand
we will not make amend
cause our ways are
so
modern and right
cause our views are
like
a touchscreen in the night
cause we know better
then everyone else
cause our path is righteous
nothing here to confess

we do not need your history
your old culture and ways
your music of virtue
you books of malaise
it is not relevant in this glory of days.
As we all know by now
The wheel was invented
Last Tuesday, it was on the news
So shush!