They'd Rather Die Happy
Beneath the streets in an old warehouse
I make my case that we must get out
This city was never intended to last
I can save you all if we act fast
Jet interrupted, said it's nice to meet you, but you're wrong to think we need rescue
We are the Simonites, about to ascend, according to the gospel of Simon Says
From his manifesto we know of our fate
Thinning the herd will preserve the state
Simon Simon provides the ultimate cure
A divine reunion natural and pure
She said, Christian, you can't possibly know how it feels to be cleansed of all hope
We desire no more than guaranteed peace, the ineffable joy of a final, final release
They'd rather die, they'd rather die
They'd rather die happy
Ooh, I wonder, which way I should go
My ultraclass nephew we've waited so long to meet Simon Simon at the eschaton
Your privileged status gives us a chance to bring him here to conduct our last dance
I know you showed up at your mother's behest to bring me back to the ultraclass
But they're beginning to trim the dead weight
I ask, how long before you meet the same fate
They'd rather die, they'd rather die
They'd rather die happy
Ooh, I wonder, which way
They'd rather die, they'd rather die
They'd rather die happy
Ooh, I wonder, which way I should go
I make my case that we must get out
This city was never intended to last
I can save you all if we act fast
Jet interrupted, said it's nice to meet you, but you're wrong to think we need rescue
We are the Simonites, about to ascend, according to the gospel of Simon Says
From his manifesto we know of our fate
Thinning the herd will preserve the state
Simon Simon provides the ultimate cure
A divine reunion natural and pure
She said, Christian, you can't possibly know how it feels to be cleansed of all hope
We desire no more than guaranteed peace, the ineffable joy of a final, final release
They'd rather die, they'd rather die
They'd rather die happy
Ooh, I wonder, which way I should go
My ultraclass nephew we've waited so long to meet Simon Simon at the eschaton
Your privileged status gives us a chance to bring him here to conduct our last dance
I know you showed up at your mother's behest to bring me back to the ultraclass
But they're beginning to trim the dead weight
I ask, how long before you meet the same fate
They'd rather die, they'd rather die
They'd rather die happy
Ooh, I wonder, which way
They'd rather die, they'd rather die
They'd rather die happy
Ooh, I wonder, which way I should go
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Writer(s): Christopher Esse
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