Songtext von Sharpening Axes

I'm not selling molasses I'm not pushing tea I don't appeal to the masses and they don't appeal to me I'm not peddling fiction I'm not packaging youth I've got a predilection for the truth I can't stand it any longer I can't suffer any more fools I'm gonna keep on sharpening axes till I've got the sharpest tools I can't access information comin' down the mainframe Those puerile incantations in couplets or quatrains Watch it all run amok now watch those idiots score Till you can't remember that they're idiots any more Watch that stain increasing spreading out across the earth Till you can't remember what anything is worth I can't stand it any longer I can't listen to any more words I'm gonna keep on sharpening axes till they cut right through this dirt I can't access information comin down the satellite beam All I hear is psycho babble and I don't know what it means Instrumental section, then I can't stand it any longer I can't suffer any more fools I'm gonna keep on sharpening axes till I've got the sharpest tools Watch that stain increasing spreading out across the earth Till you can't remember what anything is worth I can't access information comin down the satellite beam All I hear is psycho babble and I don't know what it means Sharpening axes (3 times)