Jubilant armies of morons, they crowd in the street
Playing their fantasy games with each other, oh what a feat
Eager to show their prowess in duress of time
Idle the man who sits waiting for his chance to win
Oh, it's real, yes it's real
Oh, it's real, yes it's real
It happens today
It happens today
Who wants to dance with a moron, oh what a life
Turning the pages of ages that led us to strife
Subtlety lost it's an art form we don't care to know
Using our brute force and loudness is clearly the way
Oh, it's real, yes it's real
Oh, it's real, yes it's real
It happens today
It happens today