Cryptic Culture "Thinker" (Official Audio)
Lyrics:
Sell me another, plastic motif
Set it out, before you go to leave
Bring your jokes, get under my skin
Your so far out, the only way is in
Take your waltz, through promised Land
And hope you know, the back of your hand
Now please sit down, he calls himself the thinker
has us all wrapped round, just his little finger
With no hope left, you will surely linger
As he screams out loud, call me Mr. Thinker
Make your wish, into the night
Now you know, theres no where to hide
He see's all, come out from your shroud
You want it all, the thinker shows you how
Read the signs, he's living dread
you'll feel alive, even when you're dead
Now please sit down, he calls himself the thinker
has us all wrapped round, just his little finger
With no hope left, you will surely linger
As he screams out loud, call me Mr. Thinker
Be his puppet, be his muse
Then you'll find, there's nothing to lose
He's in control, your time is thin
Now a pawn, your futures looking grim
Through your mind, it's his to tinker
Then he says, I am the only thinker
Now please sit down, he calls himself the thinker
has us all wrapped round, just his little finger
With no hope left, you will surely linger
As he screams out loud, call me Mr. Thinker
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