Lyrics John Galt - The Thought

If I think of something
Then it's mine, no bluffing
Give me dimes or shove it, baby
Call me John Galt
What they lining up with
Like some diamond puppets
Making blind assumptions, baby
This is your fault!
If I think of something
Then it's mine, no bluffing
Give me dimes or shove it, baby
Call me John Galt
What they lining up with
Like some diamond puppets
Making blind assumptions, baby
This is your fault!

Argumentative to a fault
The living embodiment of the fictional Galt
I ain't got no love for Ayn Rand 'cause the timespan
Since she died only proving her wrong
Tell y'all to move it along, my Libertarian fans
Y'all just a time zone away from an Aryan stance
I ain't married to dancing, I'll make you nod before you boogie
I look at God and all I see is just a plot for the trance
Y'all been using Christianity to pray for McMansions
And tuning in to Hannity to masturbate to a fascist
I been asking myself why the fuck I want to make a name
When the only way to do it is complacent to bastards?
But I got some complaints I want to raise to their face
Hope I keep it restrained and don't walk out with a case
By the grace of all that's holy, I would love a revolution
But lowly little Jack was raped before his first communion

If I think of something
Then it's mine, no bluffing
Give me dimes or shove it, baby
Call me John Galt
What they lining up with
Like some diamond puppets
Making blind assumptions, baby
This is your fault!
If I think of something
Then it's mine, no bluffing
Give me dimes or shove it, baby
Call me John Galt
What they lining up with
Like some diamond puppets
Making blind assumptions, baby
This is your fault!

If you respect my property
We won't have a problem, I won't be spanking your bottom
In fact, if we can play Monopoly, I'll show how I got 'em
To think of me as one of them, despite a childhood in Gotham
I got the rottenest rotary phone and pockets full of Koch
Top the coffers of the Corleones in residential zones
Don't resent me when you're Jonesing, don't address me when you're broke
Quote the broker: "No you can't have a smoke!"
Those are motives that I learned from the fam
Blame the Holy Ghost while letting go of your hand
Better go for the grands and not a deeper understanding
Of the plan that led to man becoming weaker as a whole
Don't you want to answer all the screaming in your soul?
That the evils we've planted have nearly eaten the planet?
Soon we'll be like the mammoths, ingredients in the coal
If the greed in our habits isn't treated as an obstacle