"Wooden Swords" lyrics
Baby blew a bomb in the backyard
Boys will be boys
Wanna pluck poke prod play play with the planet
Better not play with me, little boys
We got Alexa and Cortana (and Ollie and a Siri)
You want your mommy's little nerds
We got a run on the banks and the Federal reserve
You wanna rule all the serfs
Knock knock knock knock knock
Blew the wind through the trees
That's the sound of the boys
Dueling wooden swords
Knock knock knock knock knock
Blew the wind through the trees
That's the sound of the boys
Dueling wooden swords
Bow to your overlords
Bow to your overlords
Bow to your overlords
Sages and Seers and Masters all jealous of our freedom
What a motherfuckin' joke
We got an A1C pill and an AC130 for the market
Who the fuck wants smoke?
Went from passing letters in the classroom to passing piss-poor legislation
Momma's had enough
Before she left you take her out, she gon' kill all of our little bastard children
Who wants another flood?
Knock knock knock knock knock
Blew the wind through the trees
That's the sound of the boys
Dueling wooden swords
Knock knock knock knock knock
Blew the wind through the trees
That's the sound of the boys
Dueling wooden swords
Bow to your overlords
Bow to your overlords
You wanna live forever, wanna speak with your deceased father, upload your conscious on a card
That same card unlocks the hotel room where I fucked your mother, son, and, and it wasn't even hard
And your daddy's on the other side watching as we speak and he told me to tell you that he's very glad he's dead
And he raised a broken cold, very cold, very broken little boy
And he's with us right now
And he's shaking his head
You got a trophy on your arm so all the other boys look at you with envy
And the trophy wants the same
And you're in good shape, great shape and you dress real nice and they wanna be you and it's ok to be gay
It's ok to destroy the house you live in
It's alright I get it we own it all
And you won't live very long
And you hate yourself and your children and their children and your great grandchildren and you wanna see them gone
Knock knock knock knock knock
Blew the wind through the trees
That's the sound of the boys
Dueling wooden swords
Knock knock knock knock knock
Blew the wind through the trees
That's the sound of the boys
Dueling wooden swords
Bow to your overlords
Bow to your overlords
Bow to your overlords
Bow to your overlords
Boys will be boys
Wanna pluck poke prod play play with the planet
Better not play with me, little boys
We got Alexa and Cortana (and Ollie and a Siri)
You want your mommy's little nerds
We got a run on the banks and the Federal reserve
You wanna rule all the serfs
Knock knock knock knock knock
Blew the wind through the trees
That's the sound of the boys
Dueling wooden swords
Knock knock knock knock knock
Blew the wind through the trees
That's the sound of the boys
Dueling wooden swords
Bow to your overlords
Bow to your overlords
Bow to your overlords
Sages and Seers and Masters all jealous of our freedom
What a motherfuckin' joke
We got an A1C pill and an AC130 for the market
Who the fuck wants smoke?
Went from passing letters in the classroom to passing piss-poor legislation
Momma's had enough
Before she left you take her out, she gon' kill all of our little bastard children
Who wants another flood?
Knock knock knock knock knock
Blew the wind through the trees
That's the sound of the boys
Dueling wooden swords
Knock knock knock knock knock
Blew the wind through the trees
That's the sound of the boys
Dueling wooden swords
Bow to your overlords
Bow to your overlords
You wanna live forever, wanna speak with your deceased father, upload your conscious on a card
That same card unlocks the hotel room where I fucked your mother, son, and, and it wasn't even hard
And your daddy's on the other side watching as we speak and he told me to tell you that he's very glad he's dead
And he raised a broken cold, very cold, very broken little boy
And he's with us right now
And he's shaking his head
You got a trophy on your arm so all the other boys look at you with envy
And the trophy wants the same
And you're in good shape, great shape and you dress real nice and they wanna be you and it's ok to be gay
It's ok to destroy the house you live in
It's alright I get it we own it all
And you won't live very long
And you hate yourself and your children and their children and your great grandchildren and you wanna see them gone
Knock knock knock knock knock
Blew the wind through the trees
That's the sound of the boys
Dueling wooden swords
Knock knock knock knock knock
Blew the wind through the trees
That's the sound of the boys
Dueling wooden swords
Bow to your overlords
Bow to your overlords
Bow to your overlords
Bow to your overlords
