Analog Rebellion - Sombrero Negro lyrics

Yeah! How did conduct get so hard? Tell me, tell me Mr. Barr. I'm just calling to pretend; everyone comes back again. Set off course, you'll breath fire. Take your art; this is tired. Asinine, back again. Talk you down; don't pretend. Soon I will be on a train, coming, coming to your state. I'll shout left and I'll strike right; I'll damn everyone in sight. Make it quick; it's not hard. Get it done; don't get fired. Everything you thought you knew. It's a lie, now you know too. Don't pretend!