Sitting here happy and talky With a sense of the start of the cynical You want to put down somebody And I'm here to make sure it's clinical
Let's strike while the iron is hot I'm burning to be better for it There's so much that we can destroy Who cares if we can't then restore it?
Let's get cynical Why fight the feeling? Breathe deep the intoxicant air Together we'll push back the ceiling We'll go where the others don't dare (I don't care)
It's like living with ants in your anus It's like refusing to swallow your phlegm Tonight we'll let nothing restrain us Let's feel free to do unto them
Let's strike while the iron is hot I'm burning to be better for it There's so much that we can destroy Who cares if we can't then restore it?
Let's get cynical Why fight the feeling? Breathe deep the intoxicant air Together we'll push back the ceiling We'll go where the others don't dare (I don't care)
It's like popping of pimples in fingers A sensation too sweet to avoid But it changes the length that it lingers Leaves you sorry for what you enjoyed (paranoid)
Let's strike while the iron is hot I'm burning to be better for it There's so much that we can destroy Who cares if we can't then restore it?
Let's get cynical Why fight the feeling? Breathe deep the intoxicant air Together we'll push back the ceiling We'll go where the others don't dare (I don't care)