He got a sick note, he don't need opinion,
Got a policy novelty for the minions, all out.
No reason to shout about it.
He got new shoes, straight views, loved by legions
And an ever seemingly increasing loss of reason.
But hey, the world has to end some day.
God bless all of you keeping account.
Its about the damage limitation and the placement of doubt.
Slim times for the who where? who why? Who when?
And all the nonsense singing cavalries.
Its your ugly word now.
Conversation indicating self fulfilling prophecies,
If you cannot do, then stay away from teaching.
This inadequacy is spreading through genetically
End the surman, put an end to these proceedings
Woah woah woah woah
Put an end to the proceedings

Verse 1
Are you happy with yourself?
Or wish that you were someone else?
Do you need a hand to hold you up?

Trying you best to float,
When sitting in a sinking boat,
Are you just cursed or out of luck? (Tell me are you just cursed or out of luck!)

Chorus
It's about time that we come together,
To see if there's a storm that we can't weather,
I've said it before and I'll say it again there's no way (no way!) that we can fail,
It's only us that can prevail

Verse 2
When things are getting out of hand,
Don't just bury your head in the sand,
Or cover your eyes and pretend it's not there

Go ahead and throw me the ball,
You know that I'm the one to call!
Whatever it is, it better prepare!

Chorus
It's about time that we come together,
To see if there's a storm that we can't weather,
I've said it before and I'll say it again there's no way (no way!) that we can fail,
It's only us that can prevail