well now what a surprise

you're full of shit and lies

but the world keeps spinning

you are just a clown

inside a circus town

but the tears keep rolling

you tried controlling our lives

tried using up all our drive

but our mind keeps blowing and growing

nothing's gonna stop

nothing you can stop

nothing's gonna stop



you're old with rules

we're not your tools

fuck your design

you're in decline



now you're nice and warm

inside your uniform

but this storm has taken its hold

through your thin disguise

think we don't realize

you're young until you get old

we'll keep looking round

for where you'll be found

because the weak just want to be told nothing's gonna stop

nothing we can stop

nothing's gonna stop



you're old with rules

we're not your tools

fuck your design

you're in decline



don't you remember when

think of now and then

don't you remember when

if you've nothing to say

i'll just push you away

if you're too tired to live

then there's nothing to give



you're old with rules

we're not your tools

fuck your design

you're in decline