I'm a dark storm cloud that's floatin' over top of suburbia Ill bust, if you act all determined I'm waterin' my garden with some black bottle bourban So open up and listen to my rag water sermon
The universe is mine, a few disturbing times My quija board told me I should go back to bed So I could sleep some more I didn't disagree the world is too gruesome I'm far too beautiful to care about the revoltion So get you're fire out my face and don't follow me, dipshit Your whole entire existance is so opportunistic I give a damn about the damage to the body from botox Who cares get the fuck off your soapbox I got a fresh pair of nike shoes And I like 'em so much I wanna thank the sweatshops in china too Yeah man, it sucks the world is a war But what the fuck you preachin' in my face about it for I think that it's a cunning motif How you be floodin the streets with propoganda All about how there's no justice or peace But one thing you never mention Is how you do it all for your own damn attention Come on man, you wanna be an activist be a real activist
[Chorus: x2] Tell me goodbye since you cannot rely On sympathy from me cause my tear ducts are dry Look in my head for the sadness you seek But you won't find a piece that will make you complete
I'm sick of trendy ass political rappers Got me scribbling chapters I deliver for the cynical laughter Nowadays every godd damn little disaster Needs a dedication song about it doesnt it (yeah, YES!) Yeah man, fight the power fuck the government That's a great message but I smell your lies under it Yeah I see you acting all conscious gettin passionate in rap songs But truth be told you take tradegies and latch on Hopin' it'll garter you new fans Every other day you probably prayin' when you walk to the newstand That someone had a meltdown and bottom or two Blew a head gasket flipped shit and shot up a school And not two hours later there's a song up on your website All about the tragedy and how you haven't slept right And all sorts of other cliches and dry phrases You're dancing on corpses hoping to get famous ... go ahead and cash in your anti-war songs sucks
[Chorus: x2] Tell me goodbye since you cannot rely On sympathy from me cause my tear ducts are dry Look in my head for the sadness you seek But you won't find a piece that will make you complete
How can I eat such a harmless animal It's easy first I kill it then I throw it on the grill You think I got time to give a fuck about disorder When the doctor got me overmedicated on these pills Call me a labrat, call me apathetic Call me anything you want, call me everything you will Just let me have one single day to myself So I can fantasize that the chaos is not real And...
[Chorus: x2] Tell me goodbye since you cannot rely On sympathy from me cause my tear ducts are dry Look in my head for the sadness you seek But you won't find a piece that will make you complete