Version by Incubus

We could live in a house outside of town,
we could build our own version of society,
well...there'd be no one to answer to
and complicate our lives,
we could be
the epitome of self sufficience.
Time to pay! To pay!
Time to pay; you've got to pay me!
Why should I?
Why should we pay for your mistake?
To carry on.
Why should we carry on your false integrity?
When you've shown us that you
can't even keep your nest clean.
So far we've put finacial gain
ahead of human needs,
quality of our lives should be prioritized.
Time to pay! To pay!
Time to pay; you've got to pay me!
Why should I?
Why should we pay for your mistake?
To carry on.
Modify your version so we can carry on.
To carry on.
To be conclusive,
I'd like to say,
you've done a super-fine job with your display.
I see now that you cannot comprehend
what it means to respect your life and then some!
To be rich, that would be great.
No, but it doesn't mean POO-POO without your nest!
So why should I pay for your misake, man?
Why should I?
Why should we pay for your mistake?
To carry on.
Modify your version so we can carry on.
To carry on.
@SONG:Azwethinkweiz

Floatin' round my brain,
tryin' to think about the other thing.
Than that thought you know I'm considering.
What if what I thought,
about who I think I though I was,
was nothing more than my cerebellum slobbering?
Azwethinkweizm is hard to think about,
but simple to trust.
You'll know your on it
when your brain won't stop to take a break, no!
So when donut boy comes askin' around,
tryin' to figure out somethin' new,
you just smile and say,
'Pardon you! I'm sitting through
some particles and farcing through some folds.
I've stumbled upon a brain fart
which melts away your molds!'
So I think upon that ponder
while I'm pondering the thought,
just thinkin' about the thinkweiz
is leaving me distraught!
Well I think I thought
I saw an Azwethinkweiz,
Lookin' like we think we do.
Like we think we do.
Some think I'm insane,
'cause I think about the other thing,
than that one thought you call reality.
What if what you thought,
about who you think you thought you were,
was nothing more than illusion rapidly crumbling!
Azwethinkweism should be a topic we all can trust.
It's just to bad it makes your
head go zippitykrack @#$% dang!
So when donut boy comes sniffing around
trying to figure out something new,
you just laugh and say, 'Pardon you,
I'm through some particles and
farcing through some folds.
I've stumbled upon a brain fart
which melts away your molds.'
So I think upon that ponder
while I'm pondering the thought,
just thinking about the thinkweiz
is leaving me distraught.
Well I think I thought I saw an Azwethinkweiz,
lookin' like we think we do.
Like we think we do.
So what if you thought about the thinkweiz
was nothing like you think you are?
You'd probably more than likely be a
lookyloo lookin' like you think you do.
Like you think you do.