Everything of Beauty

Everything of beauty has already been done
It’s time to let the ugly roam free
Everything of beauty has already been gunned
It’s time to let the ugly roam free
Roam free
Roam free
The snow melts in the spring, and the world over rejoices
Rejoice in the name of your fear
We rejoice under the sun
Where ignorance is way more fun
When you’re tanning in Antarctica
We stood by and didn’t cry as we watched the whole world die
Did you hear it, are you even here now?
They had it turned into a store
To rob and leave behind the poor
Worst things have come to men before
Worst things have come to men before
But it never has been quite as upside down as this
Roam free
Roam free
Roam free
Roam free
Roam free
Roam free
Roam free
Roam free
Everything of beauty has already been done
Free, free