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I'm not impressed.
I guess I'm not impressed.
With which dialect, which dialect marches past.
And who reaches heaven in what order
When our kids are baptized in mortar.

It's a shame that our messiahs
move their pawns from different mountains
And we're left to dance these bodies round the fountain.
If a leader preaches worship to the sheep within the valley
We'll be riding in a tank that says "Just Married".

I'm not impressed, I guess I'm not impressed.
With which dialect, which dialect marches past.
We found that ultimately you can make it snow in the summer.

Contrary to what you believe
We isolate and vary speed.
Flat-footed jealous suffering
How do inuits spell relief?

Summer's trudging closer, and a flurry of white as well.
It's the heart of nuclear winter and I'm scared as hell.

It's a shame.