Stupid little boys and girls
Miraculously refraining from
Sticking our heads out of car windows
Painfully monogamous

Lapdogs of our worst impulses
Cockblocked on a daily basis
Stapling our own necks stable
Yeah, we do what we can to remain unphased

It is another blue sunny day, for our clouded mind
Shoulder blades, stairs to climb
No deck left to lay so we get paid off your time
If you woud be so kind

Just these stupid little girls and boys
Miraculously filling voids
With deep fried imagery
Devoid of hope, any and all

Long overdue for a new set of gods
Ignoring a truth like fire for the moths
And just as you're about to feel you're ready
The alarm goes off

The ceramic bends to them squalid hands
And you watch in anticipation
Our sisters and brothers of clay turn from
These hydraulic shapeless nothings
Into glory itself

Oh, lapdogs of our worst impulses
Cockblocked on a daily basis
Stapling our own necks stable
Armlocked to refrigerators
As we punch clocks