Beria, Show Him the Door Lyrics

Quickstep is a relish,
come on, don yer wellies,
hype up for a hellish feat.
Let's revitalize the future (make it nicer),
let us motorize the beat.

Ideas so appealing
less to thought than feeling,
expertise concealing pride.
Nursing our diseases
forcibly less pleases,
patient went to pieces (died).

Natural selection
reaching imperfection
questions and infections breed.
Answers less than thrilling;
"curing" just means killing
symptoms, not fulfilling needs.

Superoutput owing
to the overflowing
just to keep it going on.
Brave new worlds and nations
suffer infestation
surplus population gone.

JUST AS WE MADE IT TO BE
JUST LIKE THE FEELING OF PAIN
JUST LIKE THE FEELINGS WE FEIGN
WOULD THAT MY BIRTH SET ME FREE

WOULD THAT IT HAPPENS AGAIN
NOT THAT I CARE WHAT YOU SAY
WHAT YOU HAVE DONE MADE MY DAY
IT ALL EVILS OUT IN THE END