well now what a surprise

you're full of shit and lies
but the world keeps spinning

you are just a clown
inside a circus town

but the tears keep rolling

you tried controlling our lives

tried using up all our drive

but our mind keeps blowing and growing
nothing's gonna stop

nothing you can stop

nothing's gonna stop

you're old with rules

we're not your tools
fuck your design

you're in decline

now you're nice and warm

inside your uniform

through your thin disguise
but this storm has taken its hold

think we don't realize

you're young until you get old

we'll keep looking round

for where you'll be found

because the weak just want to be told nothing's gonna stop

nothing we can stop

nothing's gonna stop

you're old with rules

we're not your tools

fuck your design

you're in decline

don't you remember when

think of now and then
don't you remember when
if you've nothing to say

i'll just push you away

if you're too tired to live

then there's nothing to give

you're old with rules
we're not your tools

fuck your design

you're in decline