Lined in their rows so neat and tidy
They march along to their execution
In my mind this little band of soldiers
Are killing the finer things allowed me [bad word] the machines and the scientists
Forcing us all to make sense of the madness
Exploding atoms will have nothing on me
 nothing on me
Once I wake this dormant Frenzy
Let’s [bad word] the natural order of all things
Let’s [bad word] the natural order of all things
Let’s get undone, let’s get undone, let’s get undone
Let’s get undone, let’s get undone, let’s get undone
Remember the cave of flashing lights and mirrored glass
The day I had you there to take my photograph
I’m gliding, gliding under your radar
I’m your rocket ship [bad word] up [bad word] up [bad word] Let’s [bad word] the natural order of all things
Let’s [bad word] the natural order of all things
Let’s get undone, let’s get undone, let’s get undone
Let’s get undone, let’s get undone, let’s get undone