Call it libertarian `cos we do as we please
don`t need fear of force to foster no morality
morals are a substitute concern in someone`s ear
They`re basically a by-product of home, I think it clear
The plan, the plan
It`s nothing like the bible, there`s no lesson to be learned
It ain`t the 10 commandments, cuz nothing`s written in stone
It has to do with freedom and personal liberty
I don`t fuck with you, don`t fuck with me
The blueprints of a better world
were printed on a postage stamp
No one bothered to read the front
stick out their tongue to lick the back
The plan, the plan
If you`re not part of the cure,
you`re part of the disease
father time will tell us who concedes
The blueprints of a better world
disguised, getting revealed as fortunes
Ten thousand chinese restaurant
customers prefer not to read
and when they`re done don`t think, just leaving (might be eating)
a turning point we call the plan.