Broadways - I Hear Things Are Just As Bad Down In Lake Erie lyrics

another ugly fucking stare

friendly faces seem so few and far between

the older i get it seems i'm just a piece of shit

to those even older than me

why am i so fucking bad?

i've been to school ever since i was three

and i'm part of a happy family

well my agenda might not be the same as yours

more to do with peace of mind and less to do with greed

i don't live vicariously through my tv

if i had a wish i'd do away with capitalist society

i'd build a world where smiles and love are worth more than money

and if this world blew up i'd finally get a decent night's sleep

and every night i pray for sweet dreams and an h-bomb

but my bomb didn't fall today

looked at the sky and prayed for metal rain

yesterday i stared out at the water, lawn chair in the sand all day

and as the sun kissed the horizon and the day began to fade

and people got into their cars and drove the fuck away

and the sounds of modern industry drifted lazily into space

but the fish are still dead in the water

and the machine starts up again at 8

and when the by-products of progress are human lives instead of fish

it will be too late to realize our mistakes

our quest for progress has become so fucking absurd

thank god for juicers vcrs and quisinarts

meanwhile people are still fucking blind

meanwhile we're all dying of aids

o the neutron bomb is so fucking ingenious

kill a million people instantly but preserve their machines

erase a culture and a race

but their fax machines are safe

just another fucking reason why i hate this fucking place

the fish are fucking dead in the water

and the ugly stares persist

and i forgot how to smile

is it our culture, our species or just our sick state of mind that makes us so proficient in hate?

yeah we blew up japan and they bought our real estate

and the indians never saw a dime

we look out for #1 so much that #2 is dehumanized

if you don't believe me then take a look out on the street

human fucking beings living in refridgerator boxes

begging assholes like yuo and me for money just to eat

the fish are all dead in the water and the feelings are dead on the shore

and the only dream i have is for an h bomb to come and blow us fucking up

so you don't have to hear me bitch anymore