One day…in time
We'll get the balls
To melt the bombs
But this day seem to stand million bitches away like some gawk
While the old same shit grows
N' if he'll pop in to stay
What then
Who'd remember
Who'd remember the day
When we fought with our balls gainst the bombs
There'll be new dreamy days to crave for
Or to fear of
N' someday we'll bind
Wings to the bones
Gills to the lungs
Varied species of crap will be sought and emerged
Those pioneers will be overrated
They'll sell their race to the edge
And then
Who'd remember
Who'd remember the day
When they paired us with blue insect broads
N' some serious cuts with no blood
Got deepen
One of these days…at the time
We'll get the balls
