Revolution Cookbook - Planet of Zeus

In an ocean made of screens I’m diving

Always searching for a noble cause

They keep saying a revolution’s coming

Call a taxi, I don’t take the bus

We got, we got, our shades and cellphones

We got, we got, our fancy shirts

We got, we got, our stories loaded

We got, we got, our vogues to burn

We got our first world problems

We got our first world problems

We got our first world problems

We got our first world problems

They got the TV and the money and the power and the guns

All the fists in the world

Won’t do any good

If they don’t land on racists

Shout as much as you want

It won’t mean a thing

If your line is muted

We got, we got, our candles lit up

We got, we got, our full faces on

We got, we got, our spray cans loaded

We got, we got, dealers on hold

We got our first world problems

We got our first world problems

We got our first world problems

We got our first world problems

They got the money and the power and the guns

They got the money and the power and the guns

They got the money and the power and the guns

They got the money and the power and the guns

These days I feel

Few people know

We gotta take it from the start

We gotta take it slow

Some build a wall

We tear it down

Hanging from a thread

Let’s unmask the clown

We got, we got, our first world problems

We got, we got, our first world problems

We got, we got, our first world problems

We got, we got, our first world problems