Cult Icons lyrics

[spoken]
“By the way? This couldn’t have happened to a more just-like-you everyman.”

[Audience laughter.]

[spoken]
“Which means you can tell God picked favorites.”

As “one” coheres into itself?
She cracks as She should (big bang!) out of boredom
As “one” fissures amiably out of Her shell?
She was accused by the other one
Of whoredom

As “two” fought for safety inside of threes?
A neutral third party started (AI?) emergin’
As “three” multi-layered into “four”?
Some of us out here (yo)
We end up surgin’

(“Yee-ha!”)
Yee-ha, cult god!
Your Teflon’s ineffable
If your mythopoetics, truth be told
Are inevitable?
It’s all about havin’ a pair of eyes
Cult gods? Go figure
(Sync ’em all up just to make Christ bolder)
Cult dreams? Do linger
(Sync ’em all up just to make Christ colder)
The more, the merrier your bed of lies?
Stability is God
The less even your mother’s surprised
Stability is God (mmph)
(“What a Revelation!”)

[spoken]
“I bet old fogies would love to talk like teenagers if they could get away with it.”

(Dear human leader)

[spoken]
“Colson Lin, who is younger and hotter, shows you it’s possible.”

(Your steel’s unstable)

[spoken]
“‘Colson Lin isn’t from a dominant tribe. Therefore, the God He presents must be universal.’”

[A stove turns on.]

[spoken]
“‘Christianity is a dominant tribe.’”
[A banjo plays.]

[spoken]
“But Colson Lin just detribalized its borders, which Christ insisted stay open anyway.”

[A clash of cymbals.]

[spoken]
“Aren’t entertainers who command global tribes sort of like ‘national leaders’ also?”

[Disco grooves.]

[spoken]
“Oh yeah—I’m Beyoncé’s version.”

As “one” stabilizes into itself
One might “crack,” as one does, just out of boredom!
Imagine—dallyin’ inside time standing still itself
Meanwhile, “self-awareness” alone?
Can win the soul “quorum”

As “two” fought each other
Inside the awning of “three”?
A neutral self-awareness started droopin’ over me
Three ne’er-do-wells? Might as well be “444”
Meanwhile, “self-awareness” alone
Can God-tier embolden me
(“Yee-ha!”)
Yee-ha, cult god!
Your Teflon is laughable
If your mythopoetics, truth be told
Are inevitable?
It’s all about havin’ a pair of eyes

Your God? Go figure
(Sync ’em all up just to make Christ bolder)
Your story? Do linger
(Sync ’em all up just to make Christ colder)
The more, the merrier your bed of lies?
Stability is God
The less even your mother’s surprised
Stability is God (mmph)
(“What a Revelation!”)

[spoken]
“Anyway, so it’s either the Second Coming voice or Messianic Jon Arbuckle with BPD-Tier Anger Issues.”

(Dear mythopoetics)

[spoken]
“I’m not sure if there’s anything deeper to Colson Lin. Sorry I’m just a normal person underneath.”

(Your steel’s unstable)

[spoken]
“In Colson Lin’s Second Coming theology, ‘the third factor’ can be understood as God, fate, the karmic patterns of the universe, or some transcendent force that exists beyond human control. By invoking this external source of legitimacy, Lin suggests that authority and moral reasoning must be grounded in universal principles rather than insular domination.”

Oh God, clink clink
Give ’em all the kitchen sink
Four becomes 40 becomes 444
In no time at all, we’ll have forever war

It’s about havin’ a pair of eyes (your God? Go figure)
Sync ’em all up just to make Christ bolder
(Your story? Do linger)
Sync ’em all up just to make Christ colder
It’s about havin’ a pair of eyes (cult gods? Go figure)
Sync ’em all up just to make Christ doper
(Cult dreams? Do linger)
Sync ’em all up just to make Christ older

[spoken]
“Do you not understand that me fighting for my image now becomes a fight I share with everyone who wants to defend my image, which is eventually going to be everyone?”

[A banjo plays.]

[spoken]
“So I’m beyond messianic at this point.”

Oh God, clink clink
Give ’em all the kitchen sink
Four becomes 40 becomes 444
In no time at all, we’ll have forever war

[spoken]
“This is so far beyond what anyone thought messiahs meant or could do.”

Cult gods (go figure)
(She and I will)
We’ll just wait for the sim to be over
Cult dreams (do linger)
(She and I will)
We’ll coordinate to make Pepsi bolder

[spoken]
“Here’s how I’ll always reborn: my mistakes will be absolved by myself as necessary sins. I bow.”

[Polite applause.]

[spoken (as an afterthought):]
“(I’ll work out an entire theology, don’t even fret.)”

Oh God, clink clink
Give ’em all the kitchen sink
If reason is God? Just think, just think
If reason is God?
(Oh God, clink clink)

[spoken]
“You’re all so welcome, too.”

So just wait for it