The situation
For each generation
May not always be the same
But I like to think
That all persons are linked
By this ongoing, altering game

Look to the skies
What do you think
That we're the only ones
Who walk, and talk, and think up
Thoughts beyond our body, space, and time
Closed are your eyes
If you have yet to stop and realize
The odds of this are low
This place is just too big

Each passing day
New life finds a way
To force itself into existence
And life it tends
To fight 'til the end
Facing death with resistance

The more we find
The less we know
Colliding particles may show
Us things we've never seen
But what's that really mean
When worlds reside
Deep down inside
All human logic steps aside
Accept the truth that all
Your views are surely skewed

I love the way da birds be chirpin'
When I wake up in da early mornin'
(Tweetle-eet, Tweetle-eet, Tweet Tweet)
There beat goes
(Tweetle-eet, Tweetle-eet, Tweet Tweet, Tweet)

I love da smell of frying bacon
Ja bless da piggies for all of their achin'
Scramble myself up some pre-born chicken
No need for napkins, this food's finger-lickin'
Good
Oh so good
Very good
Tasty-good

Yes, da food dat we eat
Oh, da life dat we lead
It's so good

Come on, Mr. Taliban
Why ya go'n' blow up
(Blow up)
Da peoples of America
What da fuck ya want
(Ya want)
Folks in da US
Epitome of progress
I'm sorry Sir Obama
Had to murder your Osama
But there's no need
To spread anymore hate
So just have a piece of cake

Cake
Oh so good
Oh so great
Delicious cake
Deplete your hate

Cake bringing peace
To the dry Middle East

Yes, the food that we eat
Oh, the life that we lead
It's so good