"Everybody's Got A Plan" lyrics

Everybody's got a plan
That's until they get punched in the face
In the face
As a lot, we've not learned much
As a lot, we're barely hit or miss
Hit or miss

Great events turn on small hinges
Busy ripping out each other's throats
Bloody throats

Ignorant static, malignant noise
Turn down the volume on your master's voice
Birds of a feather, doomed from the start
Birds of a feather, it all falls apart

Chaos waits at every turn
Only there to confuse and distract
Anti-facts
Cancer spread by politricks
The incapacitated get the axe
Get the axe

Great events turn on small hinges
Busy ripping out each other's throats
Bloody throats

Ignorant static, malignant noise
Turn down the volume on your master's voice
Birds of a feather, doomed from the start
Birds of a feather, it all falls apart

We put the sharpest knives (We put the sharpest knives)
We put the sharpest knives (We put the sharpest knives)
In the hands of children (In the hands of children)
We put the sharpest knives
And they cut
And they cut

Everybody's got a plan
That's until they get punched in the face
In the face
As a lot, we've not learned much
As a lot, we're barely hit or miss
Hit or miss

Great events turn on small hinges
Busy ripping out each other's throats
Bloody throats

Ignorant static, malignant noise
Turn down the volume on your master's voice
Birds of a feather, doomed from the start
Birds of a feather, it all falls apart
Birds of a feather, so fucked together
Birds of a feather and nobody cares