Well there's plenty competition amongst the prophets today

They're sayin' "doom, doom, doom!"

They got another apocalypse comin' our way!

Sayin' "gloom, gloom, gloom!"

Yeah, there're plenty on the dock sayin' "my ship comin' in now

Soon soon soon"

There's plenty throwin' elbows and steppin' on toes

They yellin' "room room room"



And nothing drive people crazy like people drive people crazy…



We got

Plenty to get over

Plenty to get around

Plenty to get through



Private property or community?

What do you choose?

Scarcity or infinity?

Choose, choose, choose

We got the tools, the toys, the medicine, and poison

What do you brew?

Got to brew that potion carefully

Brew, brew, brew



And nothing drive people crazy like people drive people crazy…



Modulation or stagnation, is ours to choose

Choose, choose, choose

Play along with the drama-rama-tragi-comic cosmic tune

Do be do

Rhythm be I, melody be you

You, you, you

One we cry

One we croon

Croon



And nothing drive people crazy like people drive…

(and we're already crazy..)



We got plenty to go over…plenty to go around, plenty to go through

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