"Suburbiopia" lyrics

Take my
Hand and see

Are you sitting on your luggage in an airport hotel bar?
Are you trying to put some distance 'tween your thick skull and your arse?
Are you locked in your mumma's basement for a Fortnite marathon?
Are you choking on a chemtrail? Are you batting off to Teal Swan?

Take my-
Don't knock nothing until you try it
Nothing until you try it
Hand and see

Monday morning's methadone and you're pissing in a cup
And Monday night your sponsor writes you 'Baby are you up?'
Your suburbiopia was lost 'cause you were catfish bait
And now you're playing online blackjack in a Highway Super 8

Have you heard about the Raëliens? Have you heard 'bout Heaven's Gate?
Have you ever walked the Shining Path or sipped on the Kool-Aid?
'They're all psychopathic killers', I can hear you say with spite
They're dead and gone, they're probably wrong but maybe they were right

Take my-
Don't knock nothing until you try it
Nothing until you tried it
Hand be free
Nothing until you try it
Nothing until you tried it
Take my-
Don't knock nothing until you try it
Nothing until you tried it
Hand be free

Take
Take
Take
Take

Take my-
Don't knock nothing until you try it
Nothing until you tried it
Hand be free
Nothing until you try it
Nothing until you tried it
Take my-
Nothing until you try it
Nothing until you tried it
Hand believe
Don't knock nothing until you try it
Nothing until you tried it