social disaster sad young bastard
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used to feel alone cos i didn't get plastered
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but i'm past it though i still ask it:
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how long is this shit going to last?
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it doesn't get me down like it used to
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cos now i'm used to
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hanging with a drugged crew
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a select fucked few
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that i speak shit to
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when i'm in the mood to
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mingle at the venue
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gotta get fucked up
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just to get the guts up
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reality shuts up
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now you can throw your butts up
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i'll be the poor straight fuck in the corner
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chewing on his tongue in the cigarette sauna
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nothing but a social disaster
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damn i feel i should be drinking
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this is not the place to be thinking
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i'm here for the music cos it sounds wicked
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lyric plus melody but i can't pick it
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ringing in the ear pain getting belligerent
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smelling like a beer stain smoking a cigarette
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having a good time is giving me illness
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think i'll head outside and soak up some stillness
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not that i'm jaded
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just unrelated to this inebriated
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ego inflated culture
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that you love don't ya?
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well don't ya? ha?
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i'm a tall poppy so you better lop me
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held me like a baby then go and drop me
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you say i sound like this i sound like that
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i sound like whoever at the drop of a hat
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i'm sorry i'm generic just grin and bear it
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spend it if you can spare it
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strap it on and wear it
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purchase a credo that doesn't have to last
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supplement your ego with this piece of plastic
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ethical crisis? here's good advice says:
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sell your sorry soul and get a nice price for it
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now that it's done let's have some fun
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that's the priority a number one
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a number one
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ain't nothing but a social disaster (x3)
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Social disaster
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Regurgitator |