"Perfect Strangers" has a nice ring to it
We're flawless just before we open our mouths
Now, I'm not suggesting we suppress our ideas
Far from
I'm just not convinced of the brilliance contained in our existential vomit
Pick through the puke, I suppose? But there is only so much time to lose
The tongue moves faster than the mind can race, and it's just your style to shoot first and never quite get around to asking the questions
Firing blanks atop a high horse
Opinions mistaken for TRUTH
We said it, and that is the proof
Megaphone mouths, tales to tell, ready for the press!
But it's all black in on black paper
There is no message
We are the anti-message
And I'm still d**h in conversation
So stop trying to shoehorn my misanthropy into your cla**ifications of judgement
I see white devils dancing like pale, potbellied imps
Singing, "Viva, Lost Innocence!"
And how I loathe the armchair activists and apocalypse acolytes
I'm very aware that the sky is falling, but your squawking isn't stopping or stalling this unavoidable outcome
Oh, your heart is bleeding
And you've got no reason
Because there's nothing you believe in
You just want people to know that you're The Good Guy
So apply more of that elbow grease to that good guy badge
Make that sh** shine!
We've usually got eyes to see
But you don't see
You've got
NO EYES
JUST TEETH
And those teeth are chattering
Without meaning
Me too
Me too
A stumbling man spills his drink and says
"you've got a way with words!"
But weigh these words
I say
AWAY WITH WORDS