You accept the fucked up way the world works,
the fucked up government,
the fucked up press,
the fucked up businesses…
You end up not knowing shit–
just like the idealists,
but you provide no resistance,
no hope for future generations…
As I stay up all night long
looking at quiet as fuck Las Vegas,
I can’t believe it
and I can.
I’ve been wondering for a while
if evolution called it quits,
if God (Darwin) slammed that shit in reverse.
I mean come on, man,
no one even gives a shit…
Can’t wait for the rich
to get richer and stupider,
thinking money does any goddamn thing at all
to scratch that itch inside their hearts…
Can’t wait for the rest of us
to get poorer and more pathetic,
“Well, geez, I don’t know, things aren’t THAT bad…
You’re just an idealist.”
Idealists are ridiculous,
tiny voices in the crowd
at a heavy metal show,
infants throwing punches at their parents
from their cribs.
They’ll never make a difference
because the band is just way too loud,
the speakers are just way too big,
and their parents will just laugh at them
and blow smoke rings in their faces.
You know what though?
At least they have a fucking pulse!
it’s all good.
Things will be better soon.
I mean things will be OK.
It’s not our fault anyways,
and for sure,
there is NOTHING we can do about it.
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