well now what a surprise         you're full of shit and lies   but the world keeps spinning      you are just a clown   inside a circus town         but the tears keep rolling      you tried controlling our lives      tried using up all our drive         but our mind keeps blowing and growing   nothing's gonna stop      nothing you can stop      nothing's gonna stop            you're old with rules      we're not your tools   fuck your design         you're in decline            now you're nice and warm      inside your uniform         through your thin disguise   but this storm has taken its hold      think we don't realize      you're young until you get old      we'll keep looking round      for where you'll be found      because the weak just want to be told nothing's gonna stop      nothing we can stop      nothing's gonna stop         you're old with rules         we're not your tools      fuck your design      you're in decline         don't you remember when            think of now and then   don't you remember when   if you've nothing to say      i'll just push you away            if you're too tired to live      then there's nothing to give            you're old with rules   we're not your tools      fuck your design      you're in decline