Lyrics

I was born with a body that works and a mind that works to destroy it It's easy being alive, it's hard to enjoy it I would like to recycle myself like a snake does Only I'd crawl inside, instead of out My mouth could dispose of all the evidence I'd make up for all I've wasted I'd place my bets against the past But first I'd say grace And it would go like this: "Thank you for giving me hands, thanks you for giving me feet And teeth, to eat Me." I'd ingest every pound of my flesh until I really was just an asshole Then I'd shit gold, and you could mold me like plaster Into a six foot tall 200 pound gold dick found that ejaculates laughter And you could place me up on a hillside in a pasture And the cows would be blissfully ignorant of this whole disaster And we could all live happily ever after But I was born with a body that works and a mind that works to destroy it It's easy being alive, why's it have to be so fucking hard to enjoy it? What the fuck?