[Verse 1]

Make your choice is it cold or hot shoulder

Im sworn to secrecy, code of stock holders

(We're doomed)

Spit in the hand shake.. nose to foldgers

Throw a little extra salt shaken over the shoulder

Fuck grover

Norquest and the waiter

They lack that organ that rests north of the equator

(We're doomed)

Went off the radar

Now here to cater

Sauce with extra capers

Now guess who caught the vapors?

Nobody beats him

But this ain't no competition

Beware of the overflow in your pot to piss in

And open up the window before you throw it out

Could it be so simple

To set fire to your doubts

(We're doomed)

Gods in the foxhole?

Well devils in the details

Dodge all the pot holes

Pace of a sea snail

They say that idle hands are the devils tools

Well I wonder where we'll all be

When the metal cools

Its up to who?

[Chorus]

Its up to who?

Its up to you?

(We're doomed)

You're such a fool

[Verse 2]

Avoid the head swell

Dont listen to the chatter

Dont deal with death well

Or life for that matter

(We're doomed)

No chaperones

In the depths of these catacomvs

Seems that this mad hatter got pertinent data wrong

(We're doomed)

But he avoided execution

Dilute polutants

In search of retribution

Lets the truth in

In small doses

Neurosis

At the core

Fog of war

Its difficult to focus

Boggled by the world as it topples

Searching for solutions at the bottom of some bottles

See the first one to fall was the first one to wobble

Hit the throttle to avoid the impending boondoggle

From the cobble stone streets to the green front lawn

To the coddled and weak to the seasoned and strong

They say that idle hands are the devils tools

Well I wonder where we'll all be

When that metal cools

Its up to who?

[Chorus]

Its up to who?

Really you?

Shit we're all doomed

We're all doomed

We're all doomed

(We're doomed)

[Verse 3]

Todays was the day that the mayans said

Lying or procrastinating earthly doom that lies ahead

(We're doomed)

See the sillouettes… shapes of ravens

Praying to the shaman for sunlight and safe haven

(We're doomed)

Instead got the dark grave and

Just another brother in the midst of modern day slave trading

They say that idle hands are the devils tools

Well I wonder where we'll all be

Once the metal cools

These idle hands are the devils tools

I wonder where we'll all be

Once the metal cools

Its nothing new