So when you gaze at planet earth from outer space
Does it wipe that stupid look off of your face?
I saw this aura over the battleground states
I lost the money, lost the keys
But I’m still handcuffed to the briefcase
And I never thought, not in a million year
That I’d meet so many Lolas
Can I please have my money back?
My virtual reality mask is stuck
On «Parliament Brawl»
Emergency battery pack just in time
For my weekly chat with God on videocall
Breaking news they take the truth and make it fluid
The trainer’s explanation was accepted by the steward
A montage of the latest ancient ruins
Soundtracked by a chorus of «you don’t know what you’re doing»
And I never thought, not in a million year
That I’d meet so many Lolas
And all of my most muscular regrets
explode behind my eyes like American sports
And I never thought, not in a million year
That I’d meet so many Lolas