Don't wanna be part of your bull%#@!-world
I'd rather take a bullet
Shots and implants to ashes burn

Long live the mullet

Go climb back up to the tree


Death by the blues
In words and deeds

It's what I choose
Until the reaper I will meet


Again each other you praise and blame
Which ape will prevail?
On that scale with fake and fame

Where everything is for sale

The ticket's only one-way


Death by the blues
In words and deeds

It's what I choose
Until the reaper I will meet


Like ^^&$#* moths to the flame you are drawn
It burns with acrid smoke
Rapt in vanity, lowlife-spawn

Another soul is sold

Laugh out loud


Death by the blues
In words and deeds

It's what I choose
Until the reaper I will meet