Tropical Fuck Storm - G.A.F.F. lyrics

[Intro] "Because in the meantime, every three months a person is torn to pieces by a crocodile" [Verse 1] One death’s a tragedy, we want the stats Sadistic statistics keep the sh*t abstract Pestilence, treachery, cloaks and daggers When I’m talking arms length I’m talking knuckle draggers Displeased hashtags, strange diseases If it bleeds, it leads and leaves you disbelieving What else could go wrong? My black swan’s got fleas I’ve got a nasty case of give-a-fu*k-fatigue [Chorus] Even when you Order drive-thru You’ve got a bad case Of give-a-fu*k-fatigue [Verse 2] Deep fakes, false flags, fires and famine Unicorns, uniforms, water cannons Everybody’s going nuts, their drugs are on drugs 'Somebody do something!' Yeah, but nobody does Nazis hate pinkos hate MAGAts in the park When they’re killing one another, you can tell them apart One side is going crazy ‘bout the way you look And the other sides does it for looks [Verse 3] You can’t pave the jungle but you can wear shoes Lighten up loser, like the heretics do Trade your guilt trip in for a holiday From the attrition that is wishing it’s a permanent state War made the State, the State made war Whats the point of worrying ‘bout it anymore? Give-a-fu*k-fatigue [Chorus] Even when you Stuck in dole queue You’ve got a bad case Of give-a-f-f-fu*k-fatigue [Verse 4] By the graveyard there’s a carwash with a parking lot Where the pick-up was discovered when the guard got shot They found styrofoam and petrol mixed in mason jars Rags and zippo lighters in the glove compartment Hollow point bullets in an old paint tin And the keys to an apartment at the Holiday Inn What the fu*k’s he trying to do? Third Reich take two? The peasants are revolting and they’re shopping for shoes I’ll take the wages of sin over the minimum wage I’d blow myself up too, man, it’s been one of them days But I’m not a kamikaze, don’t wanna die a martyr I’m just looking for a latte and a fu*king phone charger Give-a-fu*k-fatigue [Verse 5] The blood of Christian children in a ping pong joint Where a soldier of Fortune 500 wins points Whether fighting for a cause or for a symptom From the mouth of the horse an anonymous source says: 'The Gimbals, the Tic Tacs, if they ever come back We’ll be waterboarding Martians with a planet earth flag' There’s too much information, I can’t get an erection Or a stay of execution until after the election 'Cause the body-cam’s live, the body count’s dead Next to people making babies on the World Wide Web Give-a-fu*k-fatigue [Chorus] Even when you Walkin’ your pooch You’ve got a bad case Even when you Making a move You’ve got a bad case [Outro] Give-a-fu*k-fatigue The fu*k I'm meant to do? Give-a-fu*k-fatigue