Call me out babe, I think this city is burning <br />We’ve painted this town red the only way we know how <br />It’s a full moon midnight and our clocks are turning <br />But no force alive could stop us now <br />Our gasoline souls keep the appetite zealous <br />And I’ve got a buzz in my head <br />That could make the hive mind jealous <br />I couldn’t hear a word you said <br />But I knew the sensation: <br />The vital click in my mind, <br />Of a riotous idea’s penetration <br />It’s time again to find <br />New poison to purge from the blood of the system <br />Another town for our hearts to burn down <br />Fueled by the love for a greater wisdom <br />Philosophy’s struck the match and all opposed are gonna drown <br />Then take the rest back from an intellectual eclipse <br />Bring us the sheep and we shall be their herder <br />‘Cause we were plotting the apocalypse <br />While they were taking a stab at murder<br /><br />Allison Wonderland<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-age-of-reason-2/
