Citizens of Earth

This is the age of descent The fresh faced generation of defect It's gotta come down before we reach for the reset This is for the lost, downtrodden, and rejects And anybody looking for a purpose We all kick our way through streets of grey Some find hope in a TV screen But nobody has an answer for anything And no one can seem to agree And then the eight-ball said, "Things don't look great" You know we can't break loose if we stay in place Every earthquake starts with a little shake And then we'll see who's standing in the wasteland It's just a matter of opinion when it comes down to it To tell the truth I never listen Just grit my teeth and split It's just a matter of opinion when it comes down to it But no one ever fucking listens Yeah, no one ever fucking listens So you can take your damn opinion and fucking suck it And then the eight-ball said, "Things don't look great" You know we can't break loose if we stay in place Every earthquake starts with a little shake And then we'll see who's standing in the wasteland And then the eight-ball said, "Things don't look great" You know we can't break loose if we stay in place Every earthquake starts with a little shake And then we'll see who's standing in the wasteland And then the eight-ball said, "Things don't look great" (wasteland) You know we can't break loose if we stay in place (wasteland) Every earthquake starts with a little shake (wasteland) And then we'll see who's standing in the wasteland (Fuck Neck Deep mate, they're shit, Ben's dad owns a record label)