Mount Misery

Take me to the trough it's never enough
I'm hungry and thirsty and I get what I want
I want you to move me to mount misery
I'm white as a ghost and free as can be
I'm cursed with the curse of knowledge and work
Whatever I think I'm sure you'll agree
I take what I want and I don't want to work
I am what I am the American Dream
So please, give me everything

A platform to piss on, a two dollar word
With arms open wide and back fully turned
I'm sad cause I don't have whatever you have
Why me why now more than ever I'm sure
Let me bring you to Bellevue and unburden your brain
Starve you and shock you till you’re seein’ straight
I reek with the stench of perfume and meat
I'm covered in blood from toes to my teeth
My belly's so full I can't see
My belt is so tight I can't breathe
If I let go of something I'd be free
But my grip is too tight to release

In my gin palace I sit and I dream
I dream up the things that'll come after everything
I hope that my good lord and savior believes
That I was sincere when I said the right things
Even in death I still expect treasure forever for doing nothing
If I'm not entitled to be fed and be fucked
That might mean I might be the one who is what I say is my enemy