For every bicycle in China there's a Cryogenically frozen embryo That will Wake up in a cold sweat Run around the veteran's hospital Wondering what gave birth to it Then we'll sing the national anthem While the government rounds up zygotes In the latest titanium nets So they will keep their baby mouths shut And s** down freedom with the other runts But I'm an impostor here I feel it in my bones And in the way that I have never cared About American hope Yes, you're an anomaly just like me So let's f** in the street To show them what it's like to be free You'll give birth on a highway With fifty frozen babies on all sides Curled up in their ice cube wombs Sweet, closed eyed We'll come up with their names one by one Till every letter's used And they've thawed out in the sun Then we can sharpen swords in sync with local textile workers And sew together sinew for our injured ally warriors Building in solidarity beneath coniferous giants Planning to shove spikes into the backs of sleeping tyrants The subtleties of war are loud and so obnoxious That they can shake stem cells out of test tubes and leave the deaf unconscious Nobody ever taught us the most valuable lesson Now there's a tragic lack of expression on the faces that we've dissected We're impostors here I know it in my soul I also know that we can rip through the skin of monster's throat I know that all our knuckles combined can break a mammoth's bones And all these tiny teeth together can bite through stone