Focus Groups by Julian Sherwood Lyrics

What if… after… we die, we all get planets to ourselves
And what if… a human… could body the control over the chunk of anything

And why, must you cry, blow a kiss and say goodbye, a thousand times
When I’m too late, and your too soon
We entertain the focus groups
The focus Groups
Agree that you
Are so grand

Silly… Creatures… self-appointed gurus with a mind behind our face
Which by… the way… is an enormous fuckin rarity in space

But why, must you cry, blow a kiss and say goodbye, a thousand times
When I’m too late, and your too soon
We entertain the focus groups
Cause the focus Groups
Agree that you
Are so grand
But just stupid enough to not see it
So why must you cry, singin yo oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Maybe when we’re older we can find the place where older people
Go to make the best of all this, fallin down the stairway, all alone
It’s just too far away love

So go home, and sleep tight, wake up in the morning go do everything again
Drinking and Netflix, what if it doesn’t get better than this?