Let's lay waste to our concrete foundations
And make our new homes out of twigs and leaves
Let's discard all our precious cement and bricks
And see how well we stand against the breeze
The touch of King Midas was too good to be true
So let's toss all our pearls to swine
Call it nirvana, call it the tops, whatever you want
But everything crumbles in time
Let's demolish everything we ever held precious to ourselves
Pave the way for our covertly desired instability
Let's leave all the china lying out on an open shelf
And test the integrity of liars and thieves
The touch of King Midas was too good to be true
So let's toss all our pearls to swine
Call it nirvana, call it the tops, whatever you want
But everything crumbles in time
Everything crumbles in time
Nothing's worth anything anyway
Nothing stays sacred these days
Nothing's worth anything these days
Nothing stays sacred anyway
The touch of King Midas was too good to be true
So let's toss all our pearls to swine
Call it nirvana, call it the tops, whatever you want
But everything crumbles in time
The touch of King Midas was too good to be true
So let's toss all our pearls to swine
Call it nirvana, call it the tops, whatever you want
But everything crumbles in time
Everything crumbles in time
Everything crumbles in time
Everything crumbles in time
credits
from 20th Century Music,
released August 2, 2011
Chris Thompsen, Tim McCabe
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