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This is serious
You donât seem to understand
All the things we do
To raise the bar and expand
Will leave the weaker men behind
Guess weâre heading for a fall
Bigger, better, blowing our minds
Thereâs no space in our ideal world
For the strange and charming diversity
Itâs the end of what we know
As the world of imperfection
We all stand trial
Every colour has its glow
âcause weâre masters of correction
And self-denial
Whatever you dream about
We design and materialize
Down to the last detail
Our lives in custom sizes
And if you do not make the grade
Youâre excluded from the club
We have no tolerance for the common made!
Thereâs no room for cracks in the surface
We will never settle for anything less
(x2) The beginning of the end
Itâs so perfectly imperfect
We all stand trial
Every person has to mend
Thereâs no tolerance for defect
Itâs self-denial