This world is run on desire, warming our hands on a fossil fuel fire

Shredded semi-truck tires, endless wires

This world is run on greed, mountains of corn

Factory machines, palm oil, and soy beans.

We got lost somewhere between the vacuum tubes and the slot machines

We thought we were in a solid state, but like whiskey in a glass it evaporates

This world is run on flesh, plastic bottles, nylon mesh

Dreams of the West in a kevlar vest

We got lost somewhere between the vacuum tubes and the slot machines

We thought we were in a solid state, but like whiskey in a glass it evaporates

This world is run on sugar, stretchy jeans, and AI lovers, armed to the teeth

Video cameras, opioid dreams

This world is run and desire warming our hands on a fossil fuel fire

Shredded semi-truck tires, endless wires

We got lost somewhere between the vacuum tubes and the slot machines

We thought we were in a solid state, but like whiskey in a glass it evaporates

We ain’t in a solid state

We ain’t in a solid state, mama