He took on a shade of green long ago
and many a fool along the way have been lost to this
i know you can't afford to be wrong and we can't either
we want it back i can't afford to lose you but that's not what this is about
if love ever had a second name it's attachment
and if you had an ounce of common sense you would be witness to this
but try your best not to be of this world
fly with the rest of your glassy eyed angels
straight to heaven gate
and don't forget your spare change to horde and render useless
gold was always more valuable than bread in the stomachs of the starving
and you dare say i'm godless (filthy) less evolved,
sure to be stuck in my rut
well i say you're gutless the first in line to be our rip off artist
the first to change your name to push more product
we finally got it back from the clutches of absurdity
and our bond is measured by nothing
no books, no rounds, no quotas,
and certainly not by how many units sold
i tell you krishna's dead to me along with my love for extremes
i tell you krishna's dead! so tell me to go to hell for all i care
life without love is no different
i've been there and it offered no hope
dead is dead