(*Quist/Jurdi/Brooks)
Superpower, the Mayflower*
Looking down along a watchtower
Prince charming, dirt farming
Pulling weeds, no cause for alarm here
Build fences dig trenches
Look around lets come to our senses
There’s nothing to see here
There’s nothing to see here
Fine dining, Red Wining
Fast food on a sign, Flat Lining
Legislating, medicating
Holding on to the last great nation
High learning, book burning
Seeing things we’ll never return here
There’s nothing to see here
There’s nothing to see here
There’s nothing to see here
There’s nothing to see here

[Bridge]
Close your eyes until it’s through
Nothing left for us to do
There’s nothing to see here
There’s nothing to see here
There’s nothing to see here
There’s nothing to see here
You don’t need to live like you got something to hide
Stand up straight and look em all in the eye
Look them straight in the eye
You might wear a crown, you might wear a suit
You might even sound like the echoes of truth
You don’t have to live like you’ve got something to hide
You don’t have to live all them lies
Open your eyes