Microwave

Everybody wants to go to Heaven
 But nobody wants to die
 They wanna claim greatness
 But none a dem waan pay the price
 Just microwave, microwave it
 We ain't got time
 They talk good game but their walk is basic
 Everybody wants a revolution
 Everybody got solutions, yea
 When it hits the fan
 Whole heap a man deh
 Will run away and hide
 The more they change
 The more they stay the same
 All men lie
 Microwave, microwave it
 Hurry up
 Hurry up
 Everybody's searching for Nirvana
 But nobody wants to change
 They wanna cut corners, yea
 Then turn around and point the blame
 A microwave generation
 We ain't got time
 A bunch of slaves in a plantation
 Of our own minds
 Nobody wants to die
 Yea we'd rather live a lie
 Than to step outside the bubble (bubble)
 And deal with real life
 Hurry up
 Hurry up
 Hurry up
 Hurry up
 Hurry up (Hurry up)
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 We lost ourselves
 To these tiny screens
 What a slimy scheme
 These invisible strings
 Got attached to our brains
 Now the enemy's within
 And he's feeding us things
 By any and all means
 It's the end of all things
 It's the end of all things
 It's the end of all things
 It's the end of all things
 It's the end of all things