The Golden Ratio

Take, take, take, take, take, take, take, take

Is this a psyop?

Its almost to dim to perceive

Like counterfeit identikit fig leaf

Word on our trench radio

Is shits just gonna get worse

With the appearances of comets

Bad accidents of birth

I can't take, take, take, take, take, take it, take

Heathens livin' in a schism

Coz they're free to think shit stinks

Dance to algorithms

They're fucking dancing with the Stasi

Lets meet, i'm in the hat

In the restaurant of your hotel

Or some midtown laundromat

Take, take, take, take, take, take it, take

The only way we can survive

The Golden Ratio

The only thing keeps us alive

I'm sayin' 1.6180339

And two fat ladies

7-5 the Golden Ratio

Tyrannicide

The Golden Ratio

The only way we can survive

The Golden Ratio

These are interesting times

I'm sayin' 1.6180339

And two fat ladies

7-5 the Golden Ratio

Tyrannicide