Building The Perfect Beast

The power of reason, the top of the heap We're the ones who can kill, kill baby The things we don't eat Sharper than a serpent's tongue Tighter than a bongo drum Quicker than a one-night stand Slicker than a mambo band And now the day is come Soon he will be released Glory hallelujah We're building' the perfect beast (Building, building) (Building, building) (Building, building) (Building, building) It's Olympus this time babe, Olympus or bust We have met the enemy, and he is us And now the day is come Soon he will be released Glory hallelujah We're building the perfect beast (Building, building) (Building, building) (Building, building) (Building, building) Ever since we crawled out of the ocean And stood upright on the land I know there are some things that we just don't understand Relieve all pain and suffering And lift us out of the dark Turn us all into Methuselah But where are we gonna park? (Building, building) (Building, building) (Building, building) (Building, building) The secrets of eternity We've found the lock and turned the key We're shakin' up those building blocks Goin' deeper into that box Wouldn't like it And now the day is come Soon he will be released Glory hallelujah We're building' the perfect beast (Building, building) (Building, building) (Building, building) (Building, building) All the way to Malibu from the land of the talking drum Just look how far, look how far we've come