[Verse 1]
We better hope the resurrection never comes
We'll see the Brooklyn kids in Jesus pieces and ask what they have done
They'll explain it feels like praying
Minus virgin eyes online
Just what were they to do in such a godless time
[Chorus]
They say history doesn't repeat, it rhymes
And he's taken long enough
And now he's back in style
Feels like the presеnt's just an angry reaction
To whatever just had to thе passage of time
[Verse 2]
He finally came and he was dressed like all of us
And he skipped right to the front of the line outside the club
Guess he's just another trust-fund baby with a famous dad
Forgot my name and asked if he could bum a cigarette
[Chorus]
They say history doesn't repeat, it rhymes
And no one will save us now
So we're all lost in time
Feels like the present's just a clever deflection
To the central question at the core of our lives
[Verse 3]
Now everybody's laughing
I've committed to the bit
Forgotten if I'm joking
But now it's too late to quit
When we die I hope we go to another bar
And we run into some friends of friends
And they know we are
They know we are
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