Flash, code blue
Fucking with me and you'll
Breathe through a tube
Time to wake up and puke

Pull the plug
Sucking the aqualung
Lift up the sun
When it falls down you
Gotta clear this place
Poppin' the cork on the human race
Time to evacuate

Flash, code blue
Fucking with me and you'll
Breathe through a tube
Time to wake up and puke

Close the accounts
Fold up your tents
Take the air out, bounce
I'm sorry friends
This is my house
I'm burnin' it

If your face is water-soluble the world will wet you up
My brain's a dirty bomb buried in heaven
A place that looks like Vietnam

The world's a supreme bullshitter
Who fools no one, not even a soul
What happens when the angels ain't better?
And I become a fifty-year old beddy-wetter?

Off the ledge
I'm sorry my friends
But it's not your fault
You did nothing wrong

I'm gonna burn the fucker down
I'm gonna burn the fucker down
Burn the fucker down

I did nothing wrong
You did nothing wrong
Burn the fucker down

Copyright: Exploration Group LLC
Writer(s): David Lombardo, Justin Pearson, Michael Allen Patton, Michael Jason Crain