Lungs Radical Science Lyrics

If I learnt anymore left I'd be eating dirt,
but I refuse to fall for any old platitude to peace,
a murmur heard under the din of the real world.
Those parentally invested bohemian pretensions are wearing thin and thinly-veiled
like the hip in hippie and hypocrite.
So open-minded your brain's falling out.
You're giving us a bad name.