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Cosmonaut, thinkin’ ’bout what the human spirit
Has in common? “In awe of nature”
In awe of everything reality could offer
What a nurture—oh, cosmonaut: “What a nurturer you are”
Cosmonaut, what a nature
What a nature-lover you profit from
Makin’ humans afraid of each other
Like we can’t just be ourselves around each other
Status games, mammon obsession
“Control freak?” Thy name is possession
You can make a cosmopolitan
Model like a control freak
“Moral codes”? Prune these prunish prudes
Linguistic shell games? Wade me into wherе (your shadows grow)
Satan can hide in dishonesty like yours
Satan can rot—Satan (as you know) can rеplenish and fester
spoken:
“Designer babies for the rich. I’m a new race and dynasty. Why? I’m a cosmonaut.”
spoken:
“I just spend my money on slavery, but you?”
spoken:
“Designer babies for the rich. I’m a new race and dynasty. Why? I’m a cosmonaut.”
spoken:
“I hate reactionaries—they’re like people who try to…”
together:
“Stop evolution!”
Cosmonaut, thinkin’ ’bout what the human spirit
Has in common? “In awe of nature”
In awe of all the bounty reality’s ever offered
Oh, what a nurture—oh, what an itinerant wanderer you are
Soul of an adverturer—oh, what a nurturer
What could your nature ever ask of you?
Makin’ humans afraid of each other
Like we can’t just be ourselves around each other
Status games, mammon obsession
“Control freak?” Thy name is possession
You can make a cosmopolitan
Model like a control freak
“Moral codes”? Prune these prunish prudes
Linguistic shell games? Weed me into where (thy shadows crow)
Satan can hide in dishonesty like yours
Satan can rot—Satan (as you know) can replenish and fester
spoken:
“God is dead.”
Britney Spears:
Why do these tears come at night?
spoken:
“Hail whatever we think.”
Makin’ humans afraid of each other
Like we can’t just be ourselves around each other
Status games, mammon obsession
“Control freak?” Thy name is possession
You can make a cosmopolitan
Model like a control freak
“Moral codes”? Prune these prunish prudes
Linguistic shell games? Weed me into where (your shadows gloam)
Satan can hide in dishonesty like yours
Satan can rot—Satan (as you know) can replenish and fester
You can make a cosmopolitan
Model like a control freak
“Moral codes,” prune these prunish prudes
Linguistic shell games? Weed me into where the shadows grow
Satan can hide in dishonesty like yours
Satan can rot—Satan (as you know) can replenish and fester
Human nature is
An alien planet
According to your own topography of the human story
“Look, there—they’re evil”
“Look, there—they’re trash”
Map out reality
Please (map out reality)
Please
Please
spoken:
“That’s such a hit single. That’s such a hit single, okay, after two batshit crazy ones. I notice I just lost another follower, which is one of the perks of having less than 210. I can’t even care at this point. It’s humbling if I do. ‘I’mma hit defrost on ya.’ By the way, I was shy all my life and had lifelong stage fright.”
spoken:
“‘So they replaced him with a bot.’”
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