I’m the only lion, all the others are sheep,
Only I’m awake and all of you are asleep,
Everybody’s shallow, ‘cept for me, I’m so deep,
I’m the only lion, all the others are sheep.
I’m speaking out and you’re not making a peep,
I’m walking proud, you lot just cravenly creep,
You crawl on the ground, I’m up and taking the leap.
I’m the only lion, all the others are sheep.
Everyone getting on the predestination train,
Seems no other bugger can be fucked to explain.
Is everything at best a necessity, manifesting the recipe, never less than the intention of a brain?
How d’you make decisions when you’re stuck and at a junction?
How d’you change direction when your rudder doesn’t function?
It deserves to make you nervous when your terms of service serve no earthly purpose and the world’s a circus run without compunction.
If you experience a superstitious disposition
This is how you end up in a difficult condition:
See a scheming being with a deeper meaning dealing out these uneven grievances and you lose your ambition.
Yes, it’s very tempting to depend on self-deceit.
I see the appeal indeed in leaning on the belief that you’ll receive what you believe you’ll receive because you believe, but placebos are seriously not decent reasons to me.
I’m the only lion, all the others are sheep,
Only I’m awake and all of you are asleep,
Everybody’s shallow, ‘cept for me, I’m so deep,
I’m the only lion, all the others are sheep.
Let me hold your hand and make the logical leap,
Stop me if the learning curve is getting too steep,
Someone must have sown the oldest seeds we all reap,
I’m the only mother, all the lions are ... what?
Also,
Superstition’s shit, but clearly prejudice is more so.
One’s the head, the other’s the decapitated torso
See all that bigoted shit the gammons adore so?
- They’re full of feelings and they don’t know what they’re for, so
They stress and repress and, yes, altogether it’s a poor show,
It’s like the more you express, the more they get vexed, test them and it’s messy and the more that they ignore, so…
Take some information that’ll maybe save your life.
Many fuckers struggle understanding luck at times,
Never talk of forces of fortune, ‘cos the exhausting contortions will almost always cause you torture of the mind.
If you’re ever tempted to expect it to be fair,
Test the world for sentience to see if it’s aware.
The universe’s usually too-brutal truth should prove the indisputable conclusion, it refuses to care.
I’m the only lion, all the others are sheep,
Only I’m awake and all of you are asleep,
Everybody’s shallow, ‘cept for me, I’m so deep,
I’m the only lion, all the others are sheep.
I don’t know how some of you motherfuckers sleep,
You’re so NPC I’m amazed you don’t beep, it’s
Enough to make a level 99 warrior weep.
I’m the only lion, all the others are sheep.
Writer for the Cartoon Network, koala bear lover, and keytar wizard drops album that proves he is completely bonkers. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 9, 2014
