Отсутствует (исполнитель: Неизвестен)
Man X went up to Man Y, Stepped in his garden and spat in his eye and said ‘I aint movin’ your grass is greener- you wanna settle this name your arena’ [bad word] First we made the Wheel Then we made the Car Then we made the Bomb Now it’s all gone wrong We used to be content with a piece of charcoal Sketching on walls in a gloomy dark hole Then we put our strengths into building castles Now we’re a tribe of [bad word] [bad word] Crawled on all fours our hands replaced paws- As if we foresaw we would open doors From trees we made oars to explore the shores We were madly obsessed with the great outdoors But not in that order I hear you moanin But what can you tell from a fossilised stone In a pile of bones the [bad word] [bad word] clear We Pioneered schemes just too severe Way back then there were few concerns Find meat to eat, chop wood to burn And learn to avoid the sabre-toothed tiger Now our biggest enemy is laser-guided Too much weight draped on our shoulders The land that we knew stood firm to hold us Colonisation is what they sold us So someone decided we needed soldiers [bad word] forces is what they told us Invent the engine replace the horses We stretched resources to drive our Porsches And now it’s all gone wrong [bad word] Man X had forgotten Man Y He was too busy tryna learn to fly Meanwhile Man Y mixed a potion And flattened Man X with a huge explosion You can turn your backs but you can’t ignore me There’s a part of this story that’s [bad word] gory You gotta feel sickness as I depict this You never can escape that you’ve been a witness Hunting the deer we became distracted Disturbed by the way that our neighbours acted Jumped to conclusions with sick delusions Cos bulk [bad word] had us confused Began with the fusion of elements new And strongly denied we’d developed a brew To burn off flesh of an irrelevant few malevolent crew not benevolent The traitor we hated penned the paper Concocted a potion to make him greater We knocked up a treat in a laboratory At the time of conception it shouted glory Reel off a list of the usual suspects Subjectively speaking we all got defects We all cavemen in a suit and tie Man why you opposing conform or die I know I’ve put it simply and quite condensed The wheel was a brainstorm [bad word] sense But now we need a branch just for terror defence So somewhere it went wrong, hence… [bad word]