Lyrics

Strolled through the boulevard, I'm a little bit older
The niceties and pleasantries have turned into anger
Turned up the pace to get there faster
Stumbled upon some deranged preachers
They said the world has turned to ruin
And asked me if I had heard of Rubin
I said who on earth is that guy
Turns out he's their new Jesus Christ

So burn all the books, they're useless now
No way to escape this deserted town
Joy be to those who've sold their soul
For their damnation is easier than life's toll

Scream at a wall to protest a coup
Figured it might find a way to shoot some bullets at me too
Don a riot shield and launch some tear gas
Towards a bunch of innocents at a mass
When tornadoes strike and hurricanes swirl
With the flooding killing a little girl
People used to blame an act of god
Now they celebrate like they've hit the spot

So burn all the books, they're useless now
No way to escape this deserted town
Joy be to those who've sold their soul
For their damnation is easier than life's toll

Everyone's falling for a fallacy
They've stopped believing in gravity
Rubin's coming back with trumpets
To punish the evil, we're the targets

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Nothing is real, mmm
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Nothing is real, mmm
Nothing is real, mmm
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I couldn't care less
There's no point in wasting my breath
I couldn't care less
There's no point in wasting my breath
I couldn't care less
There's no point in wasting my breath
I couldn't care less
Get me out of this goddamn mess

Nothing is real, mmm
Nothing is real, mmm
Nothing is real, mmm
Nothing is real, mmm
Nothing is real, mmm
Nothing is real, mmm
Nothing is real, mmm
Nothing is real, mmm