© 2005 Chase Andrew Jedick
And your baby’s early
‘Cause your girlfriend’s late.
You’ve got to live it up
‘Cause that’s what they say:
The faster life goes,
The sooner you get told
That the slower life goes,
The faster you get old.
But most of these speakers
Well, they look a little dim
And most of society,
Well it looks like it may end.
I’m trapped in this hill,
And I can’t take much more.
I gotta go kill for
The motherfuckin’ whore.
Yeah, the paper’s late
Because the paperboy’s slow
I don’t even read it,
‘Cause I don’t wanna know
That the dumber we get,
The better we fare
Because the smarter we get,
The more it seems clear.
‘Round and ‘round and
‘round and ‘round we go.
All the motherfuckers say
That we’re movin’ too slow.
Well get off my back—
Better get off quick.
If you don’t back off,
I’m gonna cut off your funds.
Then you’ll be much too poor
To go and work for the motherfuckin’ whore.
