Dawn Of The Age Of Tomorrow

Go!
 What I'm talking about, uh-huh
 For some reefer
 And his brain was
 He made a powerful drug
 But knows he oughta be begging to
 Well throw the dog a bone
 While the
 Can't to sweet talk
 And a well champagne, uh-huh
 C'mon y'all, won't you listen
 While a mutant mind keep on
 Garbage bag pissin'
 Just kissin'
 The KK keeps on dissin'
 But it's the TV that you're missin'
 Ain't got time for half of your
 Public intellectual sphere
 Subculture mixing with every tweeker
 And every penny is a cent cause I'm sending in a search to fucking seek out
 In the future
 Freak out, freak out, freak out, freak out, freak out, freak out!