I think that our kids will probably see the end of humanity
As we know it cuz this world's about to blow it
Will they see what they saw in ancient Rome
The destruction of the home?
Will they see the end of civility?
Cuz when morality's been blurred, procreation seems absurd
And human rights and freedom are just words
That have lost all their meaning
In a world that is bleating like an animal in slaughter
I hope that my daughters never know what it feels like to give up
To know that the whole world is corrupt
To realize that they are really on their own
And there's no one left who cares about the future
Infected cuts don't need a suture
There's a feeling that the human race has seen the checkered flag and
The laps that are given are the last ones ever driven and
Everyone who's still livin' knows that
It's a shame that the Earth will live on but can't give birth
To a baby planet where we could start over again
We've been divided, we've been bled
Like a chicken without a head, running frantically amok
Taking but not giving a f***
History is just an alibi
It's believing every lie man has ever dared to write
It's so much easier to see than complex reality
A lifetime full of misery and blight
So we tell our daughters and our sons that they're not the final ones
To see this planet as a decent place to live
We use a telescope to give them faith to give them hope
Anything to help them cope with their future
Cuz there's no alternative
There's no more points of view when your only thought is food
The bible has been replaced with a survival guide
That emphasizes the importance of perishables, not parables
Because there's no stories left to preach
There's no life lessons left to teach anyone anything
Why bother? Take the sink, Chief, and throw it through the window
Why does this planet start to look more and more like a chess board?
Kings and Queens rule the land
There's more and more lines drawn in the sand
p***s are crooks, castles are rooks
It's too bad the good books.
Written to show the sub classes morality
Had nothing to do with reality
But then again, who would have ever read them
If they gave no simple instructions for redemption?
But there was no plan for the long term
Humans were programmed too well
No one wants to watch the human race mini-series if there's no ending
The beginning was pretty good, but it got old pretty fast
Technology was really exciting, a great bridge...
But they needed a good ending
I guess they're from the European section of the Galaxy
Cuz they gave us that kind of finish
We only read what we want to read, we only see what we want to see
We only comprehend the word descendants
Because we know there are no more ascendants
These kids today, they read the Par-Quaran for lunch
Eat old testa-mints for a snack and read the lully-bible before bed
But being human only lets us see a little farther than animals
We're slightly better than the animals
Does it all come down to thumbs? Who are we?
Are we the intellects, or the insects?
It's too bad we're not the ones who will ever know the answer
It's impossible for us to imagine what is right in front of us
I guess that's what makes us think we're human
We're only slightly better than the insects
Are we really the intellects?
We know what's right, but base decisions on what's wrong
Having a hard time making the wrong decisions? Do you feel depression from spending most of your life doing things that you hate doing? Have you noticed that you look forward to doing things instead of... just... doing them? You're not alone... wait... s***...you are alone! You're utterly alone! But so is everybody else, so what's the big deal? Quick, find someone that you don't completely loathe. Someone that you might be able to learn to love...ish. Find that special someone that you can hold sweaty hands with. Someone that you can make eye contact with a few times for the 45 minutes you call your anniversary dinner. (s***, I wish I could invite a few friends to this dinner... we might have something to talk about.) "This salted b***er is delicious, and the bread is WARM!" "I love this warm, b***ery bread too dear!" (Sound and smell of barfing)
OH MY... (speak very slowly and aloud) I THINK THAT I HATE MY LIFE! There... You said it. Congratulations! You are in fact right. You've been playing checkers on a chess board, you f****** lemming! Of course you hate your life! But don't worry. Really.... Calm down... because.... THERE'S AN EASY ANSWER
CHEMICALS! CHEMICALS MAKE EVERYTHING BETTER. HATE, LOVE, FEAR, SAD FACE, MORALITY. They're just chemical reactions. Your life is just chemicals! YOU CAN ALWAYS COUNT ON CHEMICALS! You once counted on your friends. You once counted on your family. So ask yourself... (But not if you don't wanna hear the answer)... Which one has never let you down? Ouch!
Are we just chemically imbalanced ants, on chemically fueled rants? Evidently. It's astounding, time is fleeting... sadness has taken control. So listen closely...
It really just comes down to s** and power and I bet the last one standing
The last woman on this planet
The last person on the earth doesn't give a s*** or have any idea that he or most likely she is the last one
Because the last one will certainly be the worst one
The last person on this planet will f*** the dead
And die thinking not about why didn't anyone care
But why her life was so unfair
It's time... it needs to be said...
I'm sorry to be the one to inform you
But man and womankind has unfortunately been p***ounced dead
As we know it cuz this world's about to blow it
Will they see what they saw in ancient Rome
The destruction of the home?
Will they see the end of civility?
Cuz when morality's been blurred, procreation seems absurd
And human rights and freedom are just words
That have lost all their meaning
In a world that is bleating like an animal in slaughter
I hope that my daughters never know what it feels like to give up
To know that the whole world is corrupt
To realize that they are really on their own
And there's no one left who cares about the future
Infected cuts don't need a suture
There's a feeling that the human race has seen the checkered flag and
The laps that are given are the last ones ever driven and
Everyone who's still livin' knows that
It's a shame that the Earth will live on but can't give birth
To a baby planet where we could start over again
We've been divided, we've been bled
Like a chicken without a head, running frantically amok
Taking but not giving a f***
History is just an alibi
It's believing every lie man has ever dared to write
It's so much easier to see than complex reality
A lifetime full of misery and blight
So we tell our daughters and our sons that they're not the final ones
To see this planet as a decent place to live
We use a telescope to give them faith to give them hope
Anything to help them cope with their future
Cuz there's no alternative
There's no more points of view when your only thought is food
The bible has been replaced with a survival guide
That emphasizes the importance of perishables, not parables
Because there's no stories left to preach
There's no life lessons left to teach anyone anything
Why bother? Take the sink, Chief, and throw it through the window
Why does this planet start to look more and more like a chess board?
Kings and Queens rule the land
There's more and more lines drawn in the sand
p***s are crooks, castles are rooks
It's too bad the good books.
Written to show the sub classes morality
Had nothing to do with reality
But then again, who would have ever read them
If they gave no simple instructions for redemption?
But there was no plan for the long term
Humans were programmed too well
No one wants to watch the human race mini-series if there's no ending
The beginning was pretty good, but it got old pretty fast
Technology was really exciting, a great bridge...
But they needed a good ending
I guess they're from the European section of the Galaxy
Cuz they gave us that kind of finish
We only read what we want to read, we only see what we want to see
We only comprehend the word descendants
Because we know there are no more ascendants
These kids today, they read the Par-Quaran for lunch
Eat old testa-mints for a snack and read the lully-bible before bed
But being human only lets us see a little farther than animals
We're slightly better than the animals
Does it all come down to thumbs? Who are we?
Are we the intellects, or the insects?
It's too bad we're not the ones who will ever know the answer
It's impossible for us to imagine what is right in front of us
I guess that's what makes us think we're human
We're only slightly better than the insects
Are we really the intellects?
We know what's right, but base decisions on what's wrong
Having a hard time making the wrong decisions? Do you feel depression from spending most of your life doing things that you hate doing? Have you noticed that you look forward to doing things instead of... just... doing them? You're not alone... wait... s***...you are alone! You're utterly alone! But so is everybody else, so what's the big deal? Quick, find someone that you don't completely loathe. Someone that you might be able to learn to love...ish. Find that special someone that you can hold sweaty hands with. Someone that you can make eye contact with a few times for the 45 minutes you call your anniversary dinner. (s***, I wish I could invite a few friends to this dinner... we might have something to talk about.) "This salted b***er is delicious, and the bread is WARM!" "I love this warm, b***ery bread too dear!" (Sound and smell of barfing)
OH MY... (speak very slowly and aloud) I THINK THAT I HATE MY LIFE! There... You said it. Congratulations! You are in fact right. You've been playing checkers on a chess board, you f****** lemming! Of course you hate your life! But don't worry. Really.... Calm down... because.... THERE'S AN EASY ANSWER
CHEMICALS! CHEMICALS MAKE EVERYTHING BETTER. HATE, LOVE, FEAR, SAD FACE, MORALITY. They're just chemical reactions. Your life is just chemicals! YOU CAN ALWAYS COUNT ON CHEMICALS! You once counted on your friends. You once counted on your family. So ask yourself... (But not if you don't wanna hear the answer)... Which one has never let you down? Ouch!
Are we just chemically imbalanced ants, on chemically fueled rants? Evidently. It's astounding, time is fleeting... sadness has taken control. So listen closely...
It really just comes down to s** and power and I bet the last one standing
The last woman on this planet
The last person on the earth doesn't give a s*** or have any idea that he or most likely she is the last one
Because the last one will certainly be the worst one
The last person on this planet will f*** the dead
And die thinking not about why didn't anyone care
But why her life was so unfair
It's time... it needs to be said...
I'm sorry to be the one to inform you
But man and womankind has unfortunately been p***ounced dead