Verse 1
When The Muslims Crossed The Gibraltar Straight
And Kicked The Catholics In The Caliphate,
They Didn't Burn Down Basque. They Turned That Church
Into A Mosque
When The Christians Set Out In The State Of Galicia
'Til Someone Said, How's About A Reconquista
But Put Down The Torch, Turn That Mosque
Into A Church
Now, The Moores Topple The Visigoth's Reign
Who Had Ran The Vandals Out Of Modern Day Spain
Who Once Sacked Rome, It's A Modern Day Shame
All The Books We Lost When Those People Burned
But It's Not Like The Romans Started With The Clean Slate
It's Implied In Their Name, A Colonial State
You Replace The Culture, But Keep Their
Infrastructure *Cough*
So A Revolution This And A Revolution That
You May Kill The Flesh But Leave The Bones Intact
We Got To Copy The Homework Of The Last Asshats
Or Deny Ourselves A Guillotine Recap. Or Decap? Anyway
Chorus
You Don't Start From Scratch As A Human Being
It's Not Allowed, There's No Such Thing
We Are Pissing Into The Wind
From The Shoulders Of Giants
And We're The Little Guys, So What Can We Do
But Cross Our Fingers, Pray The Bad Guys Lose
The Oligarchy's Not Sending Its Finest
Verse 2
Now When A Place Called The Ussr Fell
A Whole Bunch Of Land Went Up For Sale
But Average Joe Lost His Invite
To The Auction
So The Wealthy And Well-Connected People
Bought It Up For Pennies On The Rubel
And Thus Cemented The New Russian Oligarchy
Hmm...
History Feels Far From Random,
We Look Behind To Understand
How An Oil Baron Has Just Purchased
The Grand Canyon
Turns Out You Can Justify Any Use Of Force
From The Cockpit Of A Looted Corpse
The Rice Whales And Protected Forests
Are Obstacles, Best Left Ignored
I Heard They Brought Back The Dire Wolf
Well Next Up The Entire Gulf
Let The Next Assholes
Come Clean Up This Mess For Us
Just Tell Them
Chorus
You Don't Start From Scratch As A Human Being
It's Not Allowed, There's No Such Thing
We Are Pissing Into The Wind
From The Shoulders Of Giants
And We're The Little Guys, So What Can We Do
But Cross Our Fingers, Pray The Bad Guys Lose
The Oligarchy's Not Sending Its Finest
Verse 3
Fun Fact, Music Predates Spoken Language
And Violence Predates The Vertebrae
And The Neanderthals Beat Us To The Flute
So We Beat Their Heads Into The First Sorbet
Don't Point Your Fingers At Your Mom And Dad
It Was Grandpa's Grandpa's Job To Scrape
The Million Layers Of Piss Off The Ground
Of The Bathroom Of Life,
That's Just To Say
Chorus
You Don't Start From Scratch As A Human Being
It's Not Allowed, There's No Such Thing
We Are Pissing Into The Wind
From The Shoulders Of Giants
And We're The Little Guys, So What Can We Do
But Cross Our Fingers, Pray The Good Guys Win
When Evolution Starts Sending Its Finest
