Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song my name is ozymandias, artist - Gatsbys American Dream. Date of issue: 07.08.2006
Song language: English
my name is ozymandias |
| With a wink and a nod look we’re all giving favors! |
| There’s four pale pinked boys in an accountants hand |
| Examples must be made! |
| Discipline it must be maintained! |
| See, we’re all a little mad in here |
| what a joy it is to kill all my hunger in |
| three minutes and thirty seconds |
| cause at the top of the world we’re all just a bottom line |
| someone’s been shook red-handed! |
| Dead stage center at the shit-grin parade |
| beware! |
| beware! |
| beware of an aging pack of men who think like cats |
| wow! |
| ain’t it grand to be part of the future?! |
| A pox on ye phony kings |
| and all night while you slumber you’ll dream of electric sheep |
| For we may perish at the hands we must shake |
| Our bodies longing for the aches to escape |
| and the filth they’ll accept is the filth |
| that I’m dragging my belly through |
| cause we’re being drowned out in our own fucking sound |
| now the teenage brigade has opinions |
| and I can’t get respect cause I’m not at the bar |
| now the teenage brigade has opinions |
| when I’m weak it is bleak and they’re all capping me |
| with their cold metal clutch on us tightly |
| so get hip to recouping with youth at the bottom of a rabbit’s hole! |