Two weeks to take a song from conception to completion to competition!

Nothing Can Be Done

This song was created for Game of Bands round 116 : "Randomly Generated"

Lyrics:

The song is about humanity and how it's doomed due it cognitive dissonance and blatant ignorance towards the world.
Lyrics:

[0:07]

pick up your guns
get ready for the war
we are going down down down!

this world seems beautiful
lets take it down down down

fasten your seatbelts
our king's a clown clown clown

bad toupee, crime god!
guns make no soou-ow--ound!

[00:24]

we like to burn it, cut it and erase it
then displace it!

Brats, we've nothing to lose
we pretend and then embrace it!

We dream in digital
our hits are critical
the rivers bleed black
and the air is quite well fucked up

[00:40]

break

[1:07]

pick up your guns
get ready for the war
we are going down down down!

this world seems beautiful
lets take it down down down

fasten your seatbelts
our king's a clown clown clown

bad toupee, crime god!
guns make no soou-ow--ound!

[1:30]

We are the killers
and the sinners
and god is screaming"okay!"

We are the plague
that fills the bloody pages of
ancient tales

we are on the run
from the shadows of the
ultimate end!

There is no holy water
in the chapel
to wash over sins [x2]

[02:06]

pick up your guns
get ready for the war
we are going down down down!

this world seems beautiful
lets take it down down down

fasten your seatbelts
our king's a clown clown clown

bad toupee, crime god!
guns make no soou-ow--ound!

[2:23]

we burn the books as
ancient scholars give us the stinky eye

the ice may melt
but NOTHING'S sweeter than the holy denial

The ravens sing of the bad omen
as they drop from the sky

This song is about pain and global warming
and its getting harder to rhyme

[2:41]

break

[2:48]

pick up your guns
get ready for the war
we are going down down down!

this world seems beautiful
lets take it down down down

fasten your seatbelts
our king's a clown clown clown

bad toupee, crime god!
guns make no soou-ow--ound!

We are the killers
and the sinners
and god is screaming"okay!"

We are the plague
that fills the bloody pages of
ancient tales

we are on the run
from the shadows of the
ultimate end!

There is no holy water
in the chapel
to wash over sins [x2]
[Exit]

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