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[Verse 1] 
Cm                G
Fuck the banks they’re all dead to me,
Ab
Fuck capitalism and democracy,
Cm               G
Fuck tax and the country and the GDP.
Ab
Just fuck the whole economy.
 
Cm               G
Fuck anyone who works in the CBD,
Ab
and fuck anyone who went to university.
Cm                 G
Fuck the reptilian dynasty.
Ab
And fuck the whole illuminati.
 
Cm                             G
The lizard people watch with an all seeing eye,
Ab
Atop sky scrapers infinity stories high.
Cm                     G
Spitting on us from the top of their towers,
Ab
Flying first class getting golden showers.
 
Cm           G
Such is the life of the affluent,
Ab
You can get pee’d on by a flight attendant.
Cm             G
You can go stab a dolphin at the cove.
Ab
You can wank on an owl at Bohemian Grove.

[Chorus] 
Cm                        G
Oom boom boom, that’s the sound of a truth-bomb.
Ab
Ring-a-ding ding, that’s Barack Obama’s intercom.
Cm                 G
Get Dom and Adrian off the waves.
Ab
Cause we’re dropping truth bombs like it’s the end of days.

*No Instumental*
I've gotta go get a travel ten bus ticket
You should go kill yourself

[Verse 2] 
Cm                         G
The united nations of the new world order,
Ab
Calcifying your third eye, putting fluoride in the water.
Cm                          G
Don’t believe everything you see on the news,
Ab
Dom and Adrian are dishing out the brutal truths.
 
Cm             G
On the dark side of the moon there’s an alien space station,
Ab
Broadcasting a signal to the earth’s population.
Cm             G
You’re just a hologram living a holographic life,
Ab
and there’s no such thing as anything, you’re not even alive.
 
Cm                   G
And it’s all the agenda of the thirteen families,
Ab
Manipulating markets towards a one world currency,
Cm                 G
Dumping chemtrails causing infertility.
Ab
And mother fuckers have the gall to call that shit a conspiracy?
 
Cm                              G
They’re lending to lenders who reinvest your investments,
Ab
Reinvest reinvestments to fund elections for presidents,
Cm                                 G
Who amend the amendments that will decay your intelligence -
Ab
Welcome mother fuckers to the age of Aquarius.

[Chorus] 
Cm                         G
Oom boom boom, that’s the sound of a truth-bomb.
Ab
Ringa--ding ding, that’s Barack Obama’s intercom.
Cm             G
Get Dom and Adrian off the waves -
Ab
Cause we’re dropping truth bombs like it’s the end of days.
 
[Verse 3] 
Cm                  G
The one percent are managing the frequency,
Ab
Limiting your creative capacity,
Cm             G
Using MTV and fucking Channel E,
Ab
They make you wanna be, what they want you to be.
 
Cm                  G
Not me.... Fuck the occultist celebrity,
Ab
Fuck Miley fucking Cyrus and fuck Jay Z,
Cm             G
Fuck Rupert Murdoch and Pay TV -
Ab
I download all my shit for free.
 
Cm                  G
Fuck ownership and Fuck copyright
Ab
Fuck Coke and Pepsi and Fuckoff Sprite
Cm             G
Fuck the one percent and their backwards thinking
Ab
Fuck the Lizard people with their sideways blinking
 
Cm             G
Now I’m not looking for sympathy,
Ab
But it feels like the system is fisting me.
Cm             G
So just cause I wanna pursue the arts,
Ab
I’ve gotta live off my Daddy’s credit card?
 
Cm                   G
And what now I’m supposed to do the nine to five,
Ab
Just to cover the costs of the costs of life?
Cm                   G
I won’t get on my knees and suck a managers knob,
Ab
Just to be another dickhead with a fulltime job.

[Chorus] 
Cm                        G
Oom boom boom, that’s the sound of a truth-bomb.
Ab
Ringa--ding ding, that’s Barack Obama’s intercom.
Cm             G
Get Dom and Adrian off the waves -
Ab
Cause we’re dropping truth bombs like it’s the end of days. 
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