By now we thought that there would be Jetpacks and flying cars Robots to do the cleaning up for us And help with the shopping. We’d all be famous for bit That’s what Andy Warhol said, Thought we’d all get our coloured head Well the truth would rock him
He may be surprised To wake up and find That we have weaponised Humiliation
In the future, everyone Everyone will have Their 15 minutes 15 minutes of shame 15 minutes where they Are unforgivable.
Pick up your pitchfork and your torch We’ll go hunt the monster down But keep an eye out for uneven ground We’ll turn on you if you stumble. Don’t need perspective or a heart Leave humility at home Welcome to the glasshouse, hope you brought your stones Are you ready to rumble?
I am scared to write Anything that might Upset my own tribe But never mind, cos
In the future, everyone Everyone will have Their 15 minutes 15 minutes of shame 15 minutes where they
Are unforgivable Irredeemable Inexcusable scum Fit only to be strung up In the village square I will see you there
I am scared to say Anything that may Be taken the wrong way But fuck it, baby
In the future, everyone Everyone will have 15 minutes 15 minutes of shame 15 minutes where they Are unforgivable 15 minutes 15 minutes of shame 15 minutes where they Are unforgivable, irredeemable Inexcusable Unforgivable, irredeemable Inexcusable Unforgivable, irredeemable InexcusableTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
