[00:00.00] 作词 : William M. Adler/David Randall Blythe/John Steven Campbell/Mark Duane Morton
[00:01.00] 作曲 : William M. Adler/David Randall Blythe/John Steven Campbell/Mark Duane Morton
[00:20.16]You hold a razor to your neck in your ignorance
[00:24.96]And argue till you’re blue in the fingertips
[00:29.01]Mass suicidal, impulse to resist
[00:33.09]Confirmation bias and “evidence”.
[00:45.57]Idle hands do devil’s work
[00:50.34]Idle minds that go berserk
[00:53.58]Strapped down ventilated and revoked
[00:58.26]As Occam’s razor slits your throat.
[01:11.10]Tribalized lobotomies
[01:15.06]Extinction level comedy.
[01:18.15]Entitlement and violence
[01:22.14]A mutiny, arrogance.
[01:26.49]Pre-paid ego trips in pointless directions
[01:30.93]The road to hell is paved with bad concessions
[01:34.62]Disastrous compromises with vanity
[01:39.12]This funereal reality will mourn the death of expertise.
[01:51.21]Idle hands do devil’s work
[01:55.98]Idle minds that go berserk
[01:59.22]Strapped down ventilated and revoked
[02:03.93]As Occam’s razor slits your throat.
[02:38.07]The body politic has decomposed
[02:47.58]Decomposed
[02:54.51]Watch it all decompose
[03:04.32]You hold a razor to your neck.
[03:14.31]Idle hands do devil’s work
[03:19.05]Idle minds that go berserk
[03:22.44]Strapped down ventilated and revoked
[03:27.00]As Occam’s razor slits your throat.

作词 : William M. Adler/David Randall Blythe/John Steven Campbell/Mark Duane Morton
作曲 : William M. Adler/David Randall Blythe/John Steven Campbell/Mark Duane Morton
You hold a razor to your neck in your ignorance
And argue till you’re blue in the fingertips
Mass suicidal, impulse to resist
Confirmation bias and “evidence”.
Idle hands do devil’s work
Idle minds that go berserk
Strapped down ventilated and revoked
As Occam’s razor slits your throat.
Tribalized lobotomies
Extinction level comedy.
Entitlement and violence
A mutiny, arrogance.
Pre-paid ego trips in pointless directions
The road to hell is paved with bad concessions
Disastrous compromises with vanity
This funereal reality will mourn the death of expertise.
Idle hands do devil’s work
Idle minds that go berserk
Strapped down ventilated and revoked
As Occam’s razor slits your throat.
The body politic has decomposed
Decomposed
Watch it all decompose
You hold a razor to your neck.
Idle hands do devil’s work
Idle minds that go berserk
Strapped down ventilated and revoked
As Occam’s razor slits your throat.