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There's holes up in the sky
The devil punched down to the monkeys
And now they got a drive-thru
And a video store
Where there used to be real live actors
Used to ride around here
Up on my high horse
With all the other good little butcher boys
A plagiarist, of course
So roll over, sweet thing
Can you get a reprisal
In there from outer space?
There's a comparison here that I'm trying to swing
God damn, it's deafening
Wish you would shut up about everything
The future is x-rated
There's holes up in the sky
No one's seen your sun in days
And things just keep getting weirder and weirder
And now Christmas is for shopping
And shopping guide is everything
So roll over and lose it
'Cause power's just another one of those things
Man, it's pointless if you ain't gonna use it
God damn, it's deafening
Wish you would shut up about everything
The future is x-rated
Used to ride around here
On my high horse
God damn, it's deafening
Wish you would shut up
You shut up
You shut up
The future is x-rated
The future is x-rated
The future is x-rated
The future is x-rated