'm the FUCKIN FUTURE~! I'm a workin machine Don't trust a soul I'm the only one watchin my cream So I stay in heavy rotation like a washing machine [
be worth paying to see Enough Enough They're pointing and laughing They're pointing and laughing at me "We accept her--one of us--gooble, gobble--we accept
got your picture hanging on my wall All I ever wanted was you to accept us for who we are You're always asking if you're just wasting time If you have
t crazy, I'm just ignant, and I don't get the props that I deserve because I'm local. [Verse 1:] No mo procrastination, this time I rock the nation,
with a broken heart (don't you know) Love in these modern times I'll become what your first class said I'm no light weight,i'll find time to throw us
(On our way down) But right now we have to understand the problem AND OVERCOME! So arm yourself You'll mind your gun It's time to learn Accept what
t that the truth? Our morning meditation, our daily routine Prime time communion keeps the consciousness clean The prophets are the stars worshiped on our screen Proselytized, hypnotized by a machine
Killing common man with hand grenades to find a free sedan Daddy told his son, "Little boy, you about to get revenge Gotta finish what I started, no more time
to mean a lot to me that you and I will always be Best of friends, our dreams will be the same I?d take a time machine Go back and fix everything
and Atari out the window? Now, we have something in common-You're lactose intolerant I'm wack host intolerant Stop talkin about smackin crack hoes you're in college apologies accepted
your plea bargains, Pardon I made this machine and every rusty cog-nance in it And gave you the dreams just wait a cotton picking minute The time the time
'm the fuckin' future, I'm a workin' machine Don't trust a soul, I'm the only one watchin' my cream So I stay in heavy rotation like a washin' machine
't do that, I am a pimp-machine Sometimes I wish that pretty bitch still was mine But, I got the image of a pimp, and I stay true to it all the time?
- stone evil If you?re gonna throw the torch at us Don?t expect to not get burned It?s time to stand - and fight the right This is the lesson we have
crazed, despotic queen This dull existence merely half-life, a glazed comatose condition Too scared to try, so born to die, sat at your sewing machine Discontentedly accepting
Flaxen hair blowing in the breeze It is time for the geese to head south I have come with my mustard seed I cannot accept that she will be taken from
To accept the things I can change, change them (Just for the last time) God grant me the strength To accept the things I can (Just for the last time