Lyrics

Signing my name on the forms, pink triplicate With a look of low down dirty shame Heat heat your incubators We're burning some bridges GW Sittin' in a sterile room again Sounds like giggles from sad eyed chickens I've been starin' at those ladies' mags Cosmo still tells us we need him, we need him What a waste my ball bustin' bitches I once thought we could do anything But trust in numbers of Hog-tied Cornish hens, oh Do you love this state I'm apocalyptic dreaming? 'Til it all goes south A storm of organs fall off the earth Do you love your freedom? Do you love your freedom? Maybe sometimes Oh, maybe sometimes Do you love your freedom? Do you love your freedom? ABCDEFGHIJKLM, no Quit your whinin' It's not like Hammurabi in Mesopotamia It's not an eye for an eye these days Just a freezer full of sperm and eggs We were made to be seen and touched Then detonate In menopausal aftermaths My sister, she told me, she told me All our lovers are geriatric senators Pumped full of Viagra fucking Ferraris While we're shipped to glue factories Abortion posters for Christianity Do you love this state I'm apocalyptic dreaming Til it all goes south A storm of organs fall off the earth Do you love your freedom? Do you love your freedom? Maybe sometimes Oh, maybe sometimes Do you love your freedom? Do you love your freedom? ABCDEFGHIJKL