If we can call them friends, then we can call them on their telephones And they won't pretend that they're too busy or they're not alone And if we can call them friends, then we can call Holler at 'em down these hallowed halls Just don't let the human factor fail to be a factor at all Don't Don't you worry about the atmosphere Or any sudden pressure change 'Cause I know that it's starting to get warm in here And things are starting to get strange And did you Did you see how all our friends were there And they're drinking roses from the can And how, how I wish I, I had talked to them
And I wished they fit into the plan And we were tired of being mild We were so tired of being mild And we were tired ... I know we're gonna meet someday in the crumbled financial institutions of this land There will be tables and chairs There'll be pony rides and dancing bears There'll even be a band 'Cause, listen, after the fall, there'll be no more countries, no currencies at all We're gonna live on our wits We're gonna throw away survival kits Trade bu*terfly knives for Adderal And that's not all Woah! There will be snacks, there will There will be snacks!