Once upon a time men lost their minds women too
what to do what to do what to do achoo
with no Source connection we fall keep falling through
cracked nut world wounded limp blind
wasted rounds searching keep searching to find
maybe this maybe that maybe him maybe her
who what where is right kind of savior
generations on and on and on in this way
steered queer by propaganda day after corruption day
until finally one says enough please holy shit
look how we've been such great big idiots
for real can you handle owning the shame
humans are wild but act so damn tame
out of touch with nature's wondrous balance
as if machines in service to madness
enough is enough here hold the barrel
let's take turns shooting parts too worthless to handle
I'll own my bullshit if you own up yours
target practice today tomorrow start taking score.
Day Gun