Riding high, you and I,
in a tide of ignorance,
We could see, all the leaves,
on the trees that made our world.
Build it up, smash it down,
it makes the whole damn world go 'round,
Then it stops, & that's your lot,
and society breaks down.

So am I just getting paranoid,
or is their a difference,
And is your life really full of joy,
'cause I think it isnt

Breaking down, Breaking down
Breaking, Either me or this worlds breaking down,
Been around, Stale sound,
No ones telling me what it's about

Look here now, here I am,
Coming with my masterplan,
Sticking spanners in the works,
squeezing bullshit out the jerks.
I'll mess you up, knock you down,
Kick your whole damn world around,
'Till you see, what I mean,
And society learns how.

Burning fire,
seeing shapes you never thought were there,
now your not so unaware.
Climbing higher,
up the cliff of your last resignation,
wave good by to get attention.