Dying apes is all we are
Except for you, 'cause you're the star
No one says a word of mal

If you use your looks somehow

(acoustic guitar solo)


Easy lives are all they know
Handed what they need to go

To the top of what they seek
Are we living in a $#&@ing Nightmare?



Can they even feel a thing,
If they've never felt a sting?

How can I even care,
When they have no pain to share?