Give it up for the Evil Genius
It’s the banks, it’s the banks, it’s the banks
No it’s us
It’s the Tories, it’s the Tories
No it’s us
It’s the Terrorist, it’s the Corporations
No, it’s just us
It’s the Anarchists
Nope you’re far from there
Let’s happily survey this whinging Western panarama
Not batten down our eyelids to this lashing Eastern Karma
Let’s just give a whoop whoop to the brazen self harmer
A gleeful cheer to the evil genius’s (Mha ha ha) master plan of destruction
At least his eyes are open
We are looking down at our plastic trays of convinience
We are eyeing up our lottery numbers of potential wealth
We are watching that lovely Valium screen of yawn
Or that ‘doing whatever we want’ disconnected porn
And we moan moan moan that it’s just somebody else
No it’s us
It’s not even complicated, there’s an easy fix for this bumpy ride
A simple paradigm shift to something already there inside
Replace all the thoughts that say ‘I want’ with ones that say ‘They need’
Then make a space in all your kids for that elemental seed
See it’s really easy if you really want to turn that loving turn
And if you can’t, then fine, just stop wriggling, stand firm
And say a whoop whoop whoop for the Evil Genius (Mha ha ha)
Have a self destructive cigarette, watch everything around you burn.
Give an honest smile, don’t feel frustrated about the destructive path we’ve led
There’s a strong chance this world will be better off when we’re all fucking dead.
