Say Goodbye to General Figment of the USS Imagination

Run from the sun
Worship all the disasters
Give yourself up to be
A sacrifice to the concept of belief

Plagues of frogs raining down
Rivers run red, rivers run dry
But it's a lie and a fraud and it's coming from his mouth:
It's coming down. It's coming down
He's comatose, eyes half closed
He's the great white hope and he's selling you a lie
It's a prefect day, a perfect day
But he's comatose, eyes half closed
He's the great white hope and he's selling you a lie