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Testo: Utopia. Shinola.

I have been ringing your doorbell
But you left me standing in the hall
And you make love by the numbers
That doesn't mean there's any love at all

Now there you go with a big explanation
Why do you waste your time
And there you go, under estimation
Of the thoughts that cross my mind

This is your promise that you put up for sale
It's done like a picture from a fairy tale
But still there's a difference, let me show it to you
This is crapola, this is Shinola

(Shinola)
This is Shinola

I see you're still in the headlines
You pegged the latest trend again this week
I'm not impressed by the outfit
Or your revolutionary chic

And here it comes, I see you forming the words
You're performing the exercise
And here it comes, it's the feeling that I heard
The same speech a hundred times

This is the jabber of a chimpanzee
The motion of your mouth looks much the same to me
The differentiation might be hard to see
But this is crapola, this is Shinola

(Shinola)
This is Shinola

Everyone's talking, few of them know
The rest are pretending, they put on a show
And if there's a message I guess this is it
Truth isn't easy, the easy part's shit

And here it comes, now I'm forming the words
I'm performing the exercise
And here it comes, it's the feeling
That I've made the same speech a million times

These are your leaders, come on take a look
They'll lie and cheat and steal then sell the rights to the book
And these are your neighbors who have swung to the right
But you don't have to worry just as long as you're white

And my generation is just waiting to die
We'll swallow anything if it would just get us high
I don't know who's a bigger fool but one thing I know
This is crapola, this is Shinola

(Shinola)
This is Shinola
(Shinola)
Yeah, this is Shinola
(Shinola)
This is Shinola