Chords
[Verse 1]
Let's Dgather 'round the carcass of the Aold deflated beast,
We've Cseen it through the accolades and Grested in it's lea, yeah,
SynDtactic is our elegance, inAcisive our disease,
The Cswath endogenous of ourselves will Gbe our quandary, yeah,
[Verse 2]
D We've Dnestled in it's hollow and we've Asuckled at it's breast,
GranCdiloquent in our attitude, imGpassioned yet inept,
DFrivolous gavel our design and Aludicrous our threat,
ExCcursive expeditions leave us Gholding less and less.
D So what does it Amean?
[Pre-Chorus]
When we Ftell ourselves it's only for a whileC we've been deceived
And it's Bbonly for a moment that the Ftreasures of our day
Make life Ceasier to complicate,
The Bbtreasure's thrown away.
[Chorus]
G5I'm Ab5so F5tired of all the G5fucked Ab5up F5minds,
Of all the G5terroAb5rist F5religions and their G5bullAb5shit F5lines,
All the G5hand-Ab5me-dF5owns from all inG5dustriAb5al F5crimes
Of the G5weeAb5ping F5mothers and those G5led Ab5so F5blind,
All the G5plasAb5tic F5protests and the G5hands Ab5of F5time
And the G5purAb5suit F5of mirth and all G5hatingAb5 F5kind.
