I had to think, man I had to think/ Is this really it, did they really not give a shit? Is this how it happened, simple apathy? Fuck I don't know man, I really don't/ something in the news gave a hint, but no one watched that shit in my day/ too many memes and stupid shit/ so here I am trying to procreate in a world that truly, truly doesn't give a shit/ Here I am, alone I feel, drunk I feel, but I feel like I must make a child/ This is what Pops tells me/ man did he fucking hate that name, fuck that/ He was one of the Old Ones that stuck around, some how there were very few/They all fucking died/ most of them killed themselves/ I still ask how the hell this happened, but shit it did indeed happen/ what did you expect with the constant flow of useless shit information? fuck you, do I really have to explain? fuck it, people really stopped giving a damn/ I mean really stopped giving a fucking shit/ so in the music of that day it started to say "fuck it, might as well fucking kill your self"/ some people took that a little too the heart/ and so did what those people do? gave up/ died/ just fucking ended/ millions, maybe billions/ fuck I don't know, I know that I was way too damn drunk to fucking care/ as it was for most of my semi adult life, then it all stopped/ the smell was awful for many days, somehow I found three beatiful women and one old man who fucking hated being old/ he was around far beyond us, and somehow he didn't know more than we did/ figured he would, I was wrong/ I do not get it but that does not matter I suppose/I have to survive, they have to survive/ what must we do? I think I know, keep doing what I have always done I guess, do what I always did/ drink and fucking forget/ seems so simple doesn't it?
barely breathing the lyrics of a forgotten time, I reminisce of something that was somehow better
In my drunken stupor I did not expect succuess/ fuck it i am here today, right? I want to be done with this, but here I am/ they all think so much of me, so scientifically/ naturally I must be the best choice, right? I do not know, I do know that I am fucked up and want to fuck, so I guess I will do that/ I will fuck with the intention of procreation, make some babies, that is what they want/ in such a small town that is all we should want/ the rest of us is dead and gone, and I do not know what went wrong but I know that we need to start over