Oil, whole lotta oil Another hefty & suitable place for making Spoils, ever counting spoils Another lush & fresh body just to soil Adam’s bastards try to play the game That would be on & on & on & on
We gotta fuck this reality fuck this reality fuck this reality
Laws, hardly acting laws Everyone knows that we couldn’t overthrow the Force, stupid eastern force It’ll be a greedy stupid hungry eastern force Men & women, boys & girls, grannies & daddies Are jumpin’ up & down & up & down
We gotta fuck this reality fuck this reality fuck this reality Build our own reality
Bible in your table is covered with dust There’s only green sheet of paper that you trust While God is hidden in infinity You believe you believe you believe in reality where
Dreams are squeezing tight and Sins are glittering bright it Means your God has buried in the night You’ll never find Him here You’ll never find Him here You’ll never find Him... Neither here nor there neither fucking anywhere
We gotta fuck this reality fuck this reality fuck this reality
Build (paint) our own reality Build our own reality Build our own reality Build our own reality