Friday, November 11, 2011

A "sometimes the anti-depressants take a while to kick in" PSF

We're alone in a Godless, meaningless universe. Here's a picture of kittens.

 I'd sell your heart to the junkman baby
For a buck, for a buck
If you're looking for someone to pull you out of that ditch
You're out of luck, you're out of luck

Ship is sinking
The ship is sinking
The ship is sinking

There's a leak, there's a leak in the boiler room
The poor, the lame, the blind
Who are the ones that we kept in charge?
Killers, thieves and lawyers

God's away, God's away
God's away on business, business
God's away, God's away
God's away on business, business

Digging up the dead with a shovel and a pick
It's a job, it's a job
Bloody moon rising with a plague and a flood
Join the mob, join the mob
It's all over, it's all over
It's all over

There's a leak, there's a leak in the boiler room
The poor, the lame, the blind
Who are the ones that we kept in charge?
Killers, thieves and lawyers

God's away, God's away
God's away on business, business
God's away, God's away on business, business

Godddamn there's always such a big temptation
To be good, to be good
There's always free cheddar in a mousetrap, baby
It's a deal, it's a deal

God's away, God's away
God's away on business, business
God's away, God's away
God's away on business, business

I narrow my eyes like a coin slot baby
Let her ring, let her ring

God's away, God's away
God's away on business, business
God's away, God's away
God's away on business, business

4 comments:

Alex said...

Well, somebody has to link to this.

Also, I love how everyone in charge gets derided as thieves and the killers, except the lawyers; presumably because being a lawyer is dirty enough as is.

Ramon Insertnamehere said...

God bless you for posting that link, Alex.

eat my shorts said...

Melancholy kittens are melancholy.

Kettle said...

God's away, God's away
God's away on business, business
God's away, God's away
God's away on business, business


I'm not so worried, Ramon. I'm going to the Harvest Festival tomorrow (The National, Portishead, The Flaming Lips, Mogwai, Brights Eyes, Dappled Cities, The Holidays, Mercury Rev, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah...) so, you know, whatevs.