God reached his hand down from the sky
He flooded the land then he set it on fire
He said, "Fear me again. Know I'm your father.
Remember that no one can breathe underwater"
So bend your knees and bow your heads
Save your babies, here's your future
Yeah, here's your future
God reached his hand down from the sky
God asked Noah if he wanted to die
He said no sir
Oh, no, sir
God said here's your future
It's going to rain
So we're packing our things
We're building a boat
Where God will create the new master race
Cause we're so pure
Oh, we're so pure
So here's your future
God told his son it's time to come home
I promise you won't have to die all alone
I need you to pay for the sins I create
His son said, "I will but Dad, I'm afriad"
Yeah, so here's your future
Here's your future
Yeah, here's your future
So here's your future
So here's your future
So here's your future
Here's what the band, the Themals, had to say about the album:
According to a press release, "The lyrics envision a United States governed by a fascist Christian state, and focus on the need (and means) to escape. While hardly a concept album, there is definitely a story told in the songs: a story about getting the fuck OUT while you still can."
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