your problem (mongol horde)

Your Problem (Mongol Horde)

Mongol Horde - 2:48
Progress, progress!
Which kind of begs the question:
From what to where?

Lord spare me from idiots
Wrapped snug in their "radical politics",
All their ideals smelling so sweet,
Still kept in the box that they bought them in,
Stored safe and sound underneath the bed at their mum's house.

Lord spare me from charlatan cheats
Who went down to the old cowboy store
And bought out all of the white hats
Like that's some kind of fucking argument winner.

Progress, progress!
Which kind of begs the question:
From what to where?
Back to the playground.

You're problem is, you're all cunts.
And while you put up an impressive front
Of understanding the ways of the world,
Of maybe even having slept with a girl,
The truth is I can see right through,
Because I used to think just like you,
Back when I was an adolescent.
But since then I learned a couple of lessons:
That your intentions are beside the point;
It's the outcome of your actions that count,
And if your intentions are pure when you fuck me,
I still get the STDs.

Lord spare me from idiots
Wrapped snug in their "radical politics",
All their ideals smelling so sweet,
Still kept in the box that they bought them in.

All animals are equal but some are pigs, dumb as fucking pigs.

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