[Verse 1]
A coarse exhalation of lungs that pray for pity
My two fingers punching the keys diligently
Trembling ground pushes my glass off the table
Spilling the blood of the son of your idol
[Chorus]
If it were not for the extensive bug collection
I would know not what I’ve found
This world would still be flat
Mary would be a virgin
And I would still be sleeping sound
[Verse 2]
If every word is a dead symbol empowered by the carriers expression
I’ll bury my instrument citing this incident
I’m a flickering bulb that keeps blaming the filament
The most honest telling of this boyish fable
Is that on level ground
I’m never feeling stable
I’ve got to try to outlast this candle
Or trust department to fight the inferno
[Chorus]
If it were not for this extensive bug collection
I would know not what I’ve found
This world would still be flat
Mary would be a virgin
And I would still be sleeping sound
[Bridge]
Its an endless quest to maintain
When no one is ever right
And out of the fertile plains
We bathe in the fractured rays of
Sun sunlight sun sunlight
[Chorus]
And if it were not for this extensive bug collection
I would know not what I’ve found
This world would still be flat
And Mary would still be a virgin
I would still be sleeping sound
[Outro]
They say this country was based on
Hard work and integrity
And worshippin’ God
That’s lies
[laughs]
It was built on murder man
Mayhem
Slavery
Oppression
Lyin’, stealin’, and killin’
That’s what it’s based on