Doomtree
The Grand Experiment
[Verse 1: Dessa]
It begins with a flash
I know they say it ends the same
Bit of skill, bit of chance
Now every player guess the game
We start with these planets
Waltzing through the darkness
Tip the axis
That one's ours
Zoom the camera in
Cue lights up dim the stars
We shape the stone
Paint our pictures on the wall
We hunt alone, plant in spring
Learn to harvest in the fall
And we choose a king
Mine the metal for his forges
To better wage our wars
And all of Olympus is laughing
Until we go and split the atom

[Verse 2: Sims]
Push that metal on down the road
We built this city on coal and gold
Money that trickle out
Fill up that cup and sip it down
From the salt in the sails on down the rails
Everything's for sale is the golden rule
Including ... well
Well, I’m no fool
They get in a rush in a haze
But I get out of mind, out of body, out of pocket
I don't mind putting on a bit of mileage
But I won't autopilot with my eyelids shut
I'm still gunning, but I learned what’s worth
Hunting
And I learned what’s worth
Nothing
Saw it, read it, outdone it
[Hook]
There’s no escape
They always looking for that easy out
But there's nowhere to go

[Verse 3: Cecil Otter]
Now all the parts are runnin’
Sparks are spilling out the gears
Over some thousand faces waiting years to see this work
Aching cause they need it first
Patient but they seem berserk
Craving for that feast of merch
Yo save a slice for me and her
Isn't it marvellous, just darling, it's the newest thing
It's totally harmless, but its charming, it's the cutest thing
But it bites, not hard, just hard enough to break the skin
And your bone
And your back
And the bank
But wait it comes with a warranty
For a week and that’s respectable
It's cheap and it's ethical
Well, it's ethical
Well, it's magical really
See you put the cash in the till
Fill in the blanks that’s it
For my next trick I'll need your pa**word and an exit
And then poof (cue the fog machine)
[Hook]
There’s no escape
They always looking for that easy out
But there's nowhere to go

[Verse 4: Mike Mictlan]
Modern man
Out of hand
Motor mind
Off the line
Automate the operator
(Can you hear me clearly?)
I’m gonna live forever
Give me guerilla arms
Slingshot me into outer space
In hypercolored glitter bombs
We'll make our mark, huh?
They'll put no stops to us
We'll leave our footprints on foothills
And dance the Megatropolis
Pushing evolution faster
Catching continental drifts
Desperately seeking solutions
For problems that we know we'll never fix
In the belly of a robot out the valley of a microchip
Dialysis in Wonderland, to Apple-Z the viruses
I've never been myself
There is no human experience
You can’t Apple-S yourself
This is the grand experiment
[Hook]
There’s no escape
They always looking for that easy out
But there's nowhere to go
There’s no patience
They always looking for that easy out
But there’s nowhere to go
Yeah