It's a matter of prescience
No, not the science fiction kind
It's all about ignorance
and greed and miracles for the blind

The media parading
Disjointed politics
Founded on petrochemical plunder
And we're its hostages

If you stand to reason
You're in the game
The rules may be elusive
But all pieces are the same

And you know if one goes down
We all go down as well
The balance is precarious
As anyone can tell

This world's going to Hell
Don't allow
This mythological hopeful monster to exact its price
Kyoto now
We can't do nothing and think someone else will make it right

You might not think it matters now
But what if you were wrong?
You might not think there's any wisdom
In a fucked up punk rock song

But the way it is
Can not persist for long
A brutal sun is rising
On a sick horizon

It's in the way
We live our lives
Exactly like the double edge
Of a cold familiar knife

And supremacy
Weighs heavy on the day
It's never really what you own
But what you threw away

And how much did you pay
Don't allow
This mythological hopeful monster to exact its price
Kyoto now
We can't do nothing and think that someone else will make it right

In your dream
You saw a steady state of bounty for eternity
Silent scream
But now the wisdom that sustains us is in full retreat

Watch out

Don't allow
This mythological hopeful monster isn't worth the risk
Kyoto now
We can't have vision for the future if it can't be fixed

Alien
We need a fresh and new religion to run our lives
Hand in hand
The arid torpor of inaction will be our demise

Oh
Kyoto no

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): BRETT GUREWITZ, GREG GRAFFIN