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