Bohemian Grove Songtext
von Gold & Youth

Finger on the pulse, reaching out,
I′m the sentimental type
Changing your mind takes work
It's easier to let it die

Tongue tied for a genuine cause, a bored sigh in a bloodless coup
Finding out that the "good guys" lost,
I can′t imagine what that does to you
So please don't ask why

It's immaterial that I′m not your friend,
And I′m never on your side
It's a miracle, how whatever occurs,
I′m gonna be alright

You saw the corners where our hearts all turned,
Chilled cold by the champagne glaze
Of dirty acquisitions made with one another,
Lost under cover of some ritualistic haze


It's not your war, it′s not your art,
That pumps the blood in our analog hearts
It's not your grit, it′s not your cunning,
That sets you off and gets your head running
So please don't ask why

It's immaterial that I′m not your friend,
And I′m never on your side
It's a miracle, how whatever occurs,
I′m gonna be alright
Because I'm a God fearing man,
The only God I understand

So please just don′t ask why
The noblesse oblige and we don't ask why
When you′re on your knees, you don't ask why

We diversified the board,
What more could you want?
We automated hell,
What more could you need?

Black tied, underworked,
Swearing "I'm a decent guy"
So please hold all my calls,
I′ll touch base in a more convenient life


Chowing down with some government hogs,
The slum lords who′ve abandoned you
The small price that these animals charge,
To let me do the things I do

It's immaterial that I′m not your friend,
And I'm never on your side
It′s a miracle, how whatever occurs,
I'm gonna be alright
Because I′m a god fearing man, the only god I understand

So please just don't ask why
The noblesse oblige and we won't ask why
When you′re on your knees, you don′t ask why

We diversified the board,
What more could you want?
We automated hell,
What more could you need?
We won your hearts and minds, what more could you dream?