Romak & The Space Pirates - Graphite Will Grovel lyrics

The last collectable collective notion before the poison kicked in: History loves it's leaders. History loves when you coddle it's children Achy-breaky Father, you're a natural. A walking dead man documentary Your victims and your friends all followed you here They were all the same, and they became a part of you Wait a minute before we leave, cause I've got something to tell you Wait a minute before we leave, cause I've got something to show you Wait a minute before we leave, cause I've got something to ask you Wait a minute before we leave. Are we really escaping? Every day I need things We'll erase you, Mr. Jones I'm a link in your chain We'll enslave you, Mr. Jones Every little thought I ever knew is being shaved away Every ounce of our humanity is mixed in flavor-aide We are pencil. You are ink Graphite will grovel. History loves when you eat kids Extract the weak genes Tom Jones, Jim Jones, Grace Jones, Indiana Jones Did you notice all the children dying? Did you notice all the failed escape? Do you remember what the battle was? Lastly, have you won or have you lost? Did you panic when it all came down? Were you attempting to preserve the crown? In the end, was it only you around and the others didn't matter? Or did the weaker links snap you like a pen? The ink has been splattered Wait a minute before we leave, because I'm having some second thoughts *this song is a tribute to the victims of the Jonestown Ma**acre, and/or similar tragedies