I am armed to the teeth
You can't hold me down
I've turned seething
Into a hobbyWhy is God out to get us
Can't we just be friends?
I feel a twinge of righteousness
Like a corporate hedonistArmed to the teeth
I'm ready
Go out and spend
Your moneyThe thugs are banging
In S.U.V.'s
My thoughts are changing
Into theoriesThe master of our destiny
Out in the graveyard of good ideas
That could have been
The downfall of leaders, yeahArmed to the teeth
I'm ready
Go out and spend
Your moneyGiants of industry
Come on, come on and try to eat me
Armed to the teeth
I'm readyWhat century
Are you living in?
An ancient puzzle piece
That won't fit inArmed to the teeth
I'm ready
Go out and spend
Your moneyGiants of industry
Come on, come on and try to eat me
Armed to the teeth
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready
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