Capitalocene Lyrics:

Chorus 1:

Let's get the Capitalocene!

 It keeps going never quits and supplies you with dreams. it's got a new phone, a new home and provides you with stuff. and a line of credit when you're just not making enough.

 So get the Capitalocene! 

It's got Supremacy dwelling on the need to make cream. it's got an uncontent 1% who killed the top and who drilled to the last drop with politics sold and bought.

So get the Capitalocene! 

It runs on lithium and coal and steam and souls and dreams in public debt. and it's on for 4.99.

So head right down to your local convenience store.

Verse 1: 

 I'm talking barbecues on Monday. Working weekends freakin while the early of the week begins.

 And there's some stuff out there that just might blow your mind. Like a lazy boy jacuzzi that automatically reclines.

 Or a fridge that somehow knows just how to pour you a beer. It can absorb all your fears in that drive to hold it dear.

 So keep that foot on the gas and blast on. And if it's Smokey put a mask on til you pass on.

Chorus 2:  

and get ready for the Capitalocene! It keeps going, never quits and supplies you with dreams. it's got a new phone, a new home and provides you with stuff. and a line of credit when you're just not making enough.

So get the Capitalocene! It trudges on through the Dawn and arrives inside screams. it's got a billion bombs, kills a million moms and stands with Israel. Free shipping on Amazon 

come get the materials for the Capitalocene.

It's got a kissy Henry Kissinger alive In your dreams and it's got YouTube and a new coup and a stock market pop and that drive to keep on going even when you wanted to stop.

Verse 2: 

So let's turn up the heat at this party. This one’s sponsored by Xanax and Ferrari. and that one sponsored by Toyota and Bacardi. and this one sponsored by the man on the st must have a new plush, a new thrust scrape off the rust let our minds come escape us.

It's time to grind all the way up. Right to the top. Bling bling bling and never stop. A new thing’s about to drop.

See I'm the mind of the Capitalocene. I'm lean and mean and I'm so into you, inside of you. I harbor in the pride of you.

I garden in the mind of you. I hate you and all you represent. You're not good enough to ever feel content.

And so it's go go go, get on up, get out the door and to the store to try to quiet my teething famished roar.

And there's the newest US war.  Always bombs to be sent. Don't put a dent in that debt, or relent.

Chorus 3: 

  Just get ready for the Capitalocene! 

It keeps going never quits and supplies you with dreams. It's got a new phone, a new home and provides you with stuff. And a line of credit when you're just not making enough.

  So get the Capitalocene! 

It's got Supremacy dwelling on the need to make cream. It's got an uncontent 1% who killed the top and who drilled to the last drop with politics sold and bought.

  So get the Capitalocene! 

It runs on lithium and coal and steam and souls and dreams in public debt. And it's on for 4.99.

So head right down to your local convenience store.