![]() It's such a long way down, getting longer every generation Look at our family rotting in the canyon, yes I know You got six villages to pillage, rape and steal fromĪnd afterwards you'll fuck another lonely guy to buy you a happy meal I know your problems are really really real Well it's a mad mad mad mad mad world trailing behind us While all their bosses strangle themselves out on Mars I just feel like I'm a dying species hereĬheck out these peasants with their cuban cigars If you care like I do, then why don't you care at all I wonder which'll go BOOM and which ones just explode? Look at our family crawling into cannons, and watch 'em blow Well if screaming solves your problems well I guess you better let it all out There's always someone in the world to do without Well how's a sad sad sad sad sad song really gonna help you? Who I hear have been suffering lately at the fascist show What a strange satisfaction it could be for our friends Well I suppose your pessimism's really growing oldĭon't you stop writing cryptic poems ever, okay? Well as the saying goes, you win some, lose most Most people dying on crosses usually stay dead You take your bright lights and your big cityĪnd you condense it to a dream fueled by your diffident self-pityĪnd you stare up at the sun until your vision goes goneīut oh, you're writing cryptic poems again (how nice)Īnd if you let it all go, you'll never knowĪpplebee, don't wanna be like anyone else She's not my type of restaurant subsidiary Trying to find my place here when all I'm gonna do is dieĪpplebee, she's pretty when she wants to be We will hang ourselves on the bathroom walls until we see the lightĪnd all my life, all I wanna know is why I waste so much goddamn time We will dance around in the kitchen spilling cracker crumbs and wine We will stab one another in the backseat until our backs are red and white I will set his house on fire and come running to his wifeĪnd we will stand around in the kitchen with that glazed look in our eyes While I clasp my hands together, and I scream into the night We will make sweet love until the sunbeams flash and it's time to go inside I will lie down in the backyard with my dearest friend tonight We await the coming crisis when God drowns the human raceĪnd I'm like all my life, I thought everyone was on my sideĪnd nobody's gonna get it but not everybody's gonna try In a world where we are more concerned with Facebook than with face What's the point of making friends when vulnerability is estranged? Why do we keep singing love songs when the world is up in flames? I am only more confused when you tell me everything's okay There ain't no one human girlfriend who can show me the lightīecause everyone is broken in their own peculiar why There ain't no one human person who can tell me what is right Oh yeah, pumping just a little bit harderĪll my life, I thought I had it all in sight Remember anyone can pass you just by pumping a little bit harder There's a billion other strangers driving that same old rusty carĪnd if you think that you are better just because you have a star If your brother is a superstar, then your sister is a fenceĪnd if you think you are a failure, then you probably won't get far To a town that no one cares about unless we're talking methīut I guess if you just think about it everything makes sense I was born out in Olympia before we moved out west
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