An Ode To Your Status Quo
Ode To Your Status Quo


I'm in over my head,
     and your feet ain't even wet!
I'm drenched in perspiration;
     you ain't breaking a sweat!
The world is circlin' the drain;
     plug's already been pulled!
We keep doin' what we ben doin'
     an' our kids won' hav'ta grow old!

Eat, drink, be merry;
     tomorrow you die...
Those words were facetiously said
     in hopes we'd figure out why,
Nothing ever seems to turn out
     the way we have it planned;
Love and Peace filter through our fingers
     like so many grains of sand...

Look into my eyes;
     what do you see?
Universal hopes and dreams
     that ain't never gonna be;
Your precious status quo
     is all you ever want to know;
You fuck your children day after day
     just to make it so...

Doesn't make much sense;
     me writin' this song;
Cause when it all breaks loose,
     I'll be long gone!
Just thought you might want to know;
     thought you might want to think about it,
Cause when the bottom drops out
     you won't be able to do a damn thing about it...

Just open your eyes;
     how much do you have to see?
How many innocents have to die?
     How bloody does the sea need to be?
The trolley is off its tracks,
     barreling towards the bay;
Don't know what more I can do...
     can't think of anything more to say...
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