Jumpinfuck is re-rebornnintroducing,nfor the first time ever:nHaefnernHronecnand Guy-BlownnJumpinfuck- that's the name of the motionnit's a sign of the apocalypse rapidly approachingnon top of that, we brought the Franchise to terrorize the massesnopposition: submit or just be reduced to the ashesnnoh no, if I wouldn't be damnednon MP3 playing piggy with bridles by Uncle Samnand with this vehicle, I'll spray the fuel and fire ignitionnadvancing mindless consumption into compulsive addictionna trick's condition- attraction with fiendish reactionsnfrom every teenager with finances to fund the transactionsnto pay these MTV stations owned by Clear Channel corruptionnis robbing artists who contribute to their corporate production nwhose talent is sent to harvest, whose lack thereof sent to marketnuntil relentless repetition has you thinking you want itnbut then, forward steps a nation of lyrical incompliancenarmed with elitist tastes to formulate populist alliancentrying to tackle the tyrants and take out media giantsnall the while searching for the fame or a campaign to define usnaltruistic's inaccurate, we don't request an awardnwe're wiping evil off the planet with a double-edged swordnn(Chorus:)nJumpinfuck- that's the name of the motionnit's a sign of the apocalypse rapidly approachingnon top of that, we brought the Franchise to terrorize the massesnopposition: submit or just be reduced to the ashesn(that's right)nJumpinfuck- the spawn of two ultra deviantsna combination of brutal truth and violent ingredientsna call for anarchy to manifest a life lived in shacklesnthis is a warning to those who reside in white castlesnnthe pursuit of passion or fatal attractionnwe got an aim to subject fame to our most unholy factionnthe tactics start with the hatred, see, Haefner takes it in stridenbut secretly takes all he can and lets it build up insidenand when you feel the wrath, it's sudden and it's heavier than lifenwith blows to impose on those who repose with his future wifena cool, calm demeanor keeper, known to hold up his chinnbut if you feel the need to act, he'll probably tear off your skinnnext up is the Chronec- Alby's just not used to dirtnand if you're lighting something up then tag with him and get hurtnvelocity-driven, he's got the strongest lungs on the planetnand loyalty to such degree, it's more resilient than granitenrevolutionary figure of the like-minds and sortsnvictim of public policy instilled by corporate cohortsnand if he ever gets the chance to avenge his misfortunes nthere'll be a handful of people wishing that they'd been abortions nn(Chorus)nnthe team's been assembled, resembling Bolsheviks, modern eranprepared to be labeled as radical, social soldiers of terrornthe truth is a guide, casts light into despairntake a second look inside, you'll find we're already therennbehind the smoke and the wires, we burn like millions of firesnbut we can't see we hold the key to our most central desiresnbred into systems of drugs that manufacture our perknconsumption acts the function until you're too old to worknthen you die- it's not perspective, it's the capitalist missionnengaged paying slave-wages and buying out competitionn10 percent of the world holds 80 percent of the wealthnnow, how come so many people aren't insured for their health?nit's distraction, it's pacificationnconservatives, liberals, it's Africans, Asiansnit's the Bloods and the Crips, it's politics and religionnthey conquered a nation by placing each of us in divisionnn(Chorus)nnoh nonthe tyrannical trio has converged in an overwhelming display of anguish, torment and terrornand there's also a new verse from Guy-Blownit's the Re-Re-Up