The Lawrence Arms

Lyrics

It’s an inorganic rehash of a process so profound.
It’s a thousand freshly sharpened stakes dug deep into the ground
It’s the heads of all dissenters and a distant plume of smoke
And I hope those fuckers choke

Did you hear the dead, decaying circus lumbering ahead?
Did you see the starving elephants or did you turn away instead?
Man, I’m so high and lonely at the bottom of the hill
Never thought I’d lose it but it’s looking like I will

So get out the stones. Get out the ropes and let’s get low.
Get out the way I’m drowning this mortal soul
Take me down to the river take me to where all the poisons flow
And let’s ride this fucker home.

Season seven of the worst show that I’ve ever seen
Starts around eleven and it stars a weary me.
I don’t try to shake shit up
I don’t bitch or give a fuck
I’m just on this train and stuck
In several thousand different ruts.

Well, here’s the part where everybody’s drinking just to die.
Here’s the part where everyone’s got bloodshot, blackened eyes.
Here’s the fucking spoiler: everybody dies.
We fuck it hard all goddamn night. You’re goddamn right.

So baby if I’m dying can I have another round?
I know, but I want one even if I don’t need it now.
I’m dying high and lonesome here at the end of all my days…