Facebook Prophet - Andrew Allen

Everybody goes: doon-ch, doo doon-ch, doo doon-ch

Everybody says: doon-ch, doo doon-ch, doo doon-ch

Everybody knows: doon-ch, doo doon-ch, doo doon-ch

Where everybody goes: doon-ch, doo doon-ch, doo doon-ch

You ask if I’m a spaceman so I tell you what I know

That Heaven sent or just Hell bent I’ll show you where to go

Confusion reigns supreme but I, I offer clarity

And if you wanna walk another mile in my shoes

You won’t like what I see

You’re standing in that welfare line with all your family

Compassion fell, but who as well decides who should be

We’re bound by old complacency and liquor is our vice

But every other day’s the same as all the ones before

Say «ah, now ain’t that nice!»

We hear the people cryin' all the while children dyin'

We all a Facebook prophecy, sayin' «Anthony's a Zombie»

And «Julia is bored with all this life»

Well you ask if I’m a liar or if I think there’s really more

I say sell you stuff and be done with it, and march on out that door

Everybody wants that solid answer tellin' them that they are fine yeah

But all the people I’m associatin' myself with, we won’t walk that line

Well, if I tell you it’s all backwards would you tell me I was wrong?

You see these things and you feel these stings but you act like you’re so strong

But if we flop it on its head again with some sense of urgency

Than some 520 Ethiopian brothers and sisters, can finally eat as much as me!