Call it libertarian 'cos we do as we please   don't need fear of force to foster no morality   morals are a substitute concern in someone's ear   They're basically a by-product of home, I think it clear   The plan, the plan   It's nothing like the bible, there's no lesson to be learned   It ain't the 10 commandments, 'cause nothing's written in stone   It has to do with freedom and personal liberty   I don't fuck with you, don't fuck with me   The blueprints of a better world   were printed on a postage stamp   No one bothered to read the front   stick out their tongue to lick the back   The plan, the plan   If you're not part of the cure,   you're part of the disease   father time will tell us who concedes   The blueprints of a better world   disguised, getting revealed as fortunes   Ten thousand chinese restaurant   customers prefer not to read   and when they're done don't think, just leaving (might be "eating")   a turning point we call the plan.