The Matrix

Baby love, baby child, you're gonna die All your friends, all the flowers' gonna die So why you so shy? Why you so shut off? You're running out of time I want you to fly, I want you to pop off Way up into the sky Mama always said, "You got to find yourself a mantra" Fuck no To living in a basement Fuck no To my one sweet life squeezed tight in a vice grip Fuck no To the 95 suicide, bleeding like a stuck pig Fuck no, fuck no Fuck no to living in the matrix I forget all the time I'm gonna die But then again, I'm divine, nobody dies So why am I so stressed? Why am I so depressed? I'm running out of time Mama always said, "You got to find yourself a mantra" Fuck no To living in a basement Fuck no To my one sweet life squeezed tight in a vice grip Fuck no To the 95 suicide, bleeding like a stuck pig Fuck no, fuck no Fuck no to living in the matrix My mama always said, "You got to find yourself a mantra" Buddha said, Voodoo said, Guru said, Rumi said All the Dalai Lamas, all the snake charmers "You gotta get cosmic, gotta kiss God" But papa always said, "Gotta find yourself a job" But mama said, "Nah, gotta find yourself a mantra" Fuck no To living in a basement Fuck no To my one sweet life squeezed tight in a vice grip Fuck no To the 95 suicide, bleeding like a stuck pig Fuck no, fuck no Fuck no to living in the matrix Fuck no (baby love, baby child) Fuck no to living in the matrix Fuck no (baby love, baby child) Fucking no to my one sweet life squeezed tight in a vice grip Fuck no (baby love, baby child) To the 95 suicide, bleeding like a stuck pig Fuck no, fuck no (baby love, baby child) Fuck no to living in the matrix