[00:00.00] 作词 : William M. Adler/David Randall Blythe/John Steven Campbell/Mark Duane Morton[00:01.00] 作曲 : William M. Adler/David Randall Blythe/John Steven Campbell/Mark Duane Morton[00:20.16]You hold a razor to your neck in your ignorance[00:24.96]And argue till you’re blue in the fingertips[00:29.01]Mass suicidal, impulse to resist[00:33.09]Confirmation bias and “evidence”.[00:45.57]Idle hands do devil’s work[00:50.34]Idle minds that go berserk[00:53.58]Strapped down ventilated and revoked[00:58.26]As Occam’s razor slits your throat.[01:11.10]Tribalized lobotomies[01:15.06]Extinction level comedy.[01:18.15]Entitlement and violence[01:22.14]A mutiny, arrogance.[01:26.49]Pre-paid ego trips in pointless directions[01:30.93]The road to hell is paved with bad concessions[01:34.62]Disastrous compromises with vanity[01:39.12]This funereal reality will mourn the death of expertise.[01:51.21]Idle hands do devil’s work[01:55.98]Idle minds that go berserk[01:59.22]Strapped down ventilated and revoked[02:03.93]As Occam’s razor slits your throat.[02:38.07]The body politic has decomposed[02:47.58]Decomposed[02:54.51]Watch it all decompose[03:04.32]You hold a razor to your neck.[03:14.31]Idle hands do devil’s work[03:19.05]Idle minds that go berserk[03:22.44]Strapped down ventilated and revoked[03:27.00]As Occam’s razor slits your throat.