Soda Pop
Constantly consuming soda pop
The sugar's rotting away my fuzzy yellow teeth
Blinded by blue light of Pepsi, Mars and Sunday night
And birds are endlessly chirping for the world to see
If you bite from the apple
The tree of knowledge is just fingertips away
Every day, I feel disconnected
From the rest of the world
Even though I'm one with it
But I don't know what it is I feel so attached to
The circus is in town, the clowns are running amok
The ringmasters are pulling the strings so the spectators stay stuck in
This tipsy topsy turvy type of catastrophic carnival
Is selling orange cotton candy and everybody's sick
If you bite from the apple
The tree of knowledge, you know it's only fingertips away
Every day, I feel disconnected
From the rest of the world
Even though I'm one with it
But I don't know what it is I feel so attached to
Everybody's tongue-tied on this brand new lemonade
They think it's changed the game but to me it's all the same
The hounds of so-called justice are drooling rabid rage
They all want Wonka's golden tickets but they're all spoiled, salty little pricks
'Cause if you bite from the apple
The tree of knowledge is fingertips away
Every day, I feel disconnected
From the rest of the world
Even though I'm one with it
But I don't know what it is I feel so attached to
The sugar's rotting away my fuzzy yellow teeth
Blinded by blue light of Pepsi, Mars and Sunday night
And birds are endlessly chirping for the world to see
If you bite from the apple
The tree of knowledge is just fingertips away
Every day, I feel disconnected
From the rest of the world
Even though I'm one with it
But I don't know what it is I feel so attached to
The circus is in town, the clowns are running amok
The ringmasters are pulling the strings so the spectators stay stuck in
This tipsy topsy turvy type of catastrophic carnival
Is selling orange cotton candy and everybody's sick
If you bite from the apple
The tree of knowledge, you know it's only fingertips away
Every day, I feel disconnected
From the rest of the world
Even though I'm one with it
But I don't know what it is I feel so attached to
Everybody's tongue-tied on this brand new lemonade
They think it's changed the game but to me it's all the same
The hounds of so-called justice are drooling rabid rage
They all want Wonka's golden tickets but they're all spoiled, salty little pricks
'Cause if you bite from the apple
The tree of knowledge is fingertips away
Every day, I feel disconnected
From the rest of the world
Even though I'm one with it
But I don't know what it is I feel so attached to
Credits
Writer(s): Jonah Grinberg
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