Contemplation

Stand in line, in contemplation. All I need is a little more. Staring out at the constellation, my stoic life is such a bore. And I know it, and you show it, and I'll blow it. What they stage is so fantastic, can you believe what they're selling you? Their evil hearts are cast in plastic, you're doing what they say to do. And I know it, and you show it, and I'll blow it. Wading through their pretty landmines, feeling like I'm superman, Going through with their end-time plan, why can't they just understand that... We know it, and you show it, and I'll blow it.