Album : Coaster
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I have no consideration
Zero mutual respect
For billions who suffer from rational thought neglect
I don’t wanna waste a sentence
I don’t want a conversation
That’s gonna end in disdain disbelief and aggravation

And I find it’s getting harder to hang out
With grown adults who actually believe
In Santa Clause and Noah’s Ark, and Their god is the best
My distaste has turned into detest

Who would read a 2000-year-old medical journal?
Techniques for blood-letting
Advice on trichinosis
Would you navigate the globe
With a map of a flat Earth?
Without DNA testing would you believe virgin birth?

And I find it’s getting painful to put up
With grown adults who actually believe
In unicorns and creation and god always takes their side
That’s when my innocent jabbing turns snide

Thank god for the Grammy
Thank god for the touchdown
Thank god for blowing up the enemy’s sacred ground
So how am I supposed to take anything you say seriously
When you swap free will for faith, hope and pre-destiny?

And it’s getting agonizing to hang out
With grown adults who actually believe
Mythology and history trump physics and science
My aversion has turned to aberrance
I have no consideration   Zero mutual respect   For billions who suffer from rational thought neglect   I don’t wanna waste a sentence   I don’t want a conversation   That’s gonna end in disdain disbelief and aggravation      And I find it’s getting harder to hang out   With grown adults who actually believe   In Santa Clause and Noah’s Ark, and Their god is the best   My distaste has turned into detest      Who would read a 2000-year-old medical journal?   Techniques for blood-letting   Advice on trichinosis    Would you navigate the globe   With a map of a flat Earth?   Without DNA testing would you believe virgin birth?      And I find it’s getting painful to put up   With grown adults who actually believe   In unicorns and creation and god always takes their side   That’s when my innocent jabbing turns snide      Thank god for the Grammy   Thank god for the touchdown   Thank god for blowing up the enemy’s sacred ground   So how am I supposed to take anything you say seriously   When you swap free will for faith, hope and pre-destiny?      And it’s getting agonizing to hang out   With grown adults who actually believe   Mythology and history trump physics and science   My aversion has turned to aberrance