Hussalonia - Avaunt! lyrics

I'm not in the audience anymore Still, you perform, perform, perform Concessionary extraordinary achievement Preferring function over form You think you're immune Well, you're just a dull knife in a drawer full of spoons Avaunt! Avaunt! Avaunt What in the world could the world want? Avaunt! Avaunt! Avaunt What in the world could the world want? There's a picture of a wooden floor on the floor And plastic wood grain upon the door One nation under imitation culture Sitting on disposable furniture I must've died in the wool Everything is just so terrible Avaunt! Avaunt! Avaunt What in the world could the world want? Avaunt! Avaunt! Avaunt What in the world could the world want?