UGLY FUTURE (Full Album Continuous)
Ugly Future
Oh, it's an ugly future for us all
What's for sale?
What can I buy?
Dig down into the Earth
Fill up and drink from your cup
Have you heard?
The price of oil's gone up
What's for sale?
Bodies for money
Sell your body on the market
It's a brand new world of commerce
Build an App
Big Tech
This would be cheaper
If I bought it online
They'll send it from a drone
It'll show up at your home
Collect my data
Won't have to stand in line
Human labor can be so expensive
That's why "savings" is my prime directive
"Artificial" is a word of the past
Biological
I feel like they're watching me
It's in your blood
It's in your food
It's in your phone
It's in your clothes
Bullets
Where're you get that gun, son?
Daddy taught me how to use it!
Ooh la la! Blam! Blam! Pow! Pow!
They gave it to me free when I opened up my bank account
Bullets
Where're you get that gun, son?
Daddy taught me how to use it!
Ooh la la! Blam! Blam! Pow! Pow!
I got it for free when I graduated high school
Stocks and Bonds
I've got my money overseas
I've got inside information
What do you mean?
You really might want to sell
To who and for how much?
Don't go downtown tomorrow, he said
And that's when the buildings fell
Shhhh
The truth lies in money markets
There's no truth
There's a body on the ground!
Leave it!
Somebody call the police, they'll keep us safe
Dead bodies out in the street, cops killed them right in front of me
Oh, it's an ugly future for us all
What's for sale?
What can I buy?
Dig down into the Earth
Fill up and drink from your cup
Have you heard?
The price of oil's gone up
What's for sale?
Bodies for money
Sell your body on the market
It's a brand new world of commerce
Build an App
Big Tech
This would be cheaper
If I bought it online
They'll send it from a drone
It'll show up at your home
Collect my data
Won't have to stand in line
Human labor can be so expensive
That's why "savings" is my prime directive
"Artificial" is a word of the past
Biological
I feel like they're watching me
It's in your blood
It's in your food
It's in your phone
It's in your clothes
Bullets
Where're you get that gun, son?
Daddy taught me how to use it!
Ooh la la! Blam! Blam! Pow! Pow!
They gave it to me free when I opened up my bank account
Bullets
Where're you get that gun, son?
Daddy taught me how to use it!
Ooh la la! Blam! Blam! Pow! Pow!
I got it for free when I graduated high school
Stocks and Bonds
I've got my money overseas
I've got inside information
What do you mean?
You really might want to sell
To who and for how much?
Don't go downtown tomorrow, he said
And that's when the buildings fell
Shhhh
The truth lies in money markets
There's no truth
There's a body on the ground!
Leave it!
Somebody call the police, they'll keep us safe
Dead bodies out in the street, cops killed them right in front of me
Credits
Writer(s): Nick Leblanc
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