Presumptions and your prejudice
You want the patience of a saint
You're reeling with frustration
It's written on your bulging veins
You know it's you who's all the same
Outcome and derivatives
You want the foresight of a sage
Your knuckles whiten 'round my arm
Self loathing, that your wise old man pass down
What can you be so afraid, so afraid of
Oh can you see what's going, what's going on
Cause it's the last days of the Neanderthal
Last days of, last days, last days of, last days, last days of, last days, Neanderthal
So honestly, a tragedy
You're asking far too much of me
What can you be so afraid, so afraid of
Well can you see what's going, what's going on
What can you be so afraid, so afraid of
Well can you see what's going, what's going on
Cause it's the last days of the Neanderthal
