[Intro:] Really? This is what you guys been doing? Searching [Hook 1:] Before the break there were none And as it broke there was one From moon to sun, it goes on and on The winter battle was won, the summer children were born And so the story goes on and on Come on woman in your left beats Those in bed with the house keys So fair weather feels heartbreak from here to eternity Come on woman in your wrong time Far far far from the virgin pine Rise on now from the dead leaves Come back to me Oh, she sings her favorite song Left to her tears and dreams, it goes on [Verse 1:] Standing in line for the new one Not the black, but the blue one And I don't even know what it do, son Steve Jobs said that it's too fun Fun in a bun is what I need It's cold out here, put my arms in the sleeves I'll probably lose my place if I leave But I really need to pee If I do it right here they'll see Makes you wonder, how do snipers Marathon bikers Next time: diapers They say it has all new features Faster processors and much better speakers Great for kids, a necessity for teachers For work or home, a revolutionary way of being alone I mean, should we really get a loan? Hey what's the manager's... tell it to your phone Cupertino heart with Chinese parts Built by the poor, but designed by the smart They open the door so you go On your mark, get ready, set, bye Imagine a world where everything starts with an I But it still ends with a die Probably got an app for that, you could try Brother iClouds, right into the great wifi Siri, can iGod really hear me? "Does not compute - can you repeat more clearly? " "Woaaaaah" [Hook 2:] A vessel in the bloodline A thirteenth Zodiac sign A stitch in time, it goes on and on [Hook] [Verse 2:] Standing in line for some new Ones Had a bunch of blessings but I blew them Asked Google how to use them Sent me to a section about used guns New runs, nuns'll scream, moms with jeans Match their teens' jeans and genies who try to chew gum Aw man, it's so confusing Confusion in the bun is what I have Good thing that God accepts cash Maybe buy my way out his wrath Sceptically, why am I way off this path? Atheism's cheaper, and accepts Visa My thoughts is in queing up for sneakers Won't discriminate, getting all eight In every color that they make Beaverton hearts with Chinese parts Built by the poor and designed by the smart On your mark, get set, cop em! Imagine a life that revolves around shopping Conspicuous consumption That means it serves no other function But to show off to someone Others who only try to show off to you - look at your fellow loyal customers Isn't harmony great? Look at all these friends that marketing makes How many fries can these arteries take? I'll give McDonald's a little help here I think they should expand into health care And then you'll have all ends covered Even make caskets, have it all umbrella'd Can you make a corporation fear me? "Couldn't hear your order, can you speak less clearly? " [Hook 3:] That witch was burning the ground Will someday come back around From dust from to dust it goes on and on Before daybreak there were none And as it broke there was one And still the story goes on and on