Leave the markets, kill the war

Leave your world that starves the poor

I've found

Something underground

Bring the hungry to the mall

Liberate the stockroom halls

We've found

Something underground

Build the weapons, wage the war

Oligarchs and overlords

We'll come out

When they're under the ground

I lose control, I cannonball, my entrance hole

I get too excited

On the throne, a skull еxplodes, my pupils blow

I get too excitеd

Belladonna for the Pope, the horticulture and the smoke

Last to go was clerk and owner, rope store Joe

I got too excited

Take the risk, I promise results

Leave your world, there's been no pulse

Come down

There's something underground

I've found

Something underground

I lose control, I cannonball, my entrance hole

I get too excited

On the throne, a skull explodes, my pupils blow

I get too excited

Belladonna for the Pope, the horticulture and the smoke

Last to go was clerk and owner, rope store Joe

I got too excited

I've found

Something underground

I've found

Something underground