going over old ground
picking up the pieces
got to be moving on I tell myself
but nothing moves me anymore

blood & guts & bloated bodies
tears of helpless rage & pain
read all about it in Newsweek
if you haven't seen it on TV

Time & Life are full of it
the local papers too
nothing like a bit of rotten news
to help you eat & shit

well I'm getting older all the time
and none the wiser for my years
still sit around writing lines
(dammit am I still in school?)
can't do much till the sky clears

maybe I'll just go to bed
dream about my girl instead
and fuck the world

(hmm, fuck the world?
now that's a thought:
the last prick who tried
was a guy named God
(I hear He got Herpes and died).


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