We're kids building models of a world that we might wanna live in.
And sorting feelings in our stomach–is this liberation or starvation?
But have we made it anywhere at all if the dishes are never done?
If we can't live without dishwashers, how could we live without cops?
And so you're asking me, who does the dishes after the revolution?
Well, we do our own dishes now, we'll do our own dishes then.
And it's always the ones who don't who ask that fucking question.

Well I don't believe in God, but I'm also not an Atheist.
Because the universe is chaos, but chaos picks favorites.
And lately I've been thinking about how I love Jesus
Because Jesus was a dirty homeless hippie peace activist.
And he said, "Drop out and find God" to anybody who would listen.
While turning water into space bags with lowlifes and anarchists.