Say Goodbye to General Figment of the USS Imagination

Run from the sun Worship all the disasters Give yourself up to be A sacrifice to the concept of belief Plagues of frogs raining down Rivers run red, rivers run dry But it's a lie and a fraud and it's coming from his mouth: It's coming down. It's coming down He's comatose, eyes half closed He's the great white hope and he's selling you a lie It's a prefect day, a perfect day But he's comatose, eyes half closed He's the great white hope and he's selling you a lie