Worlds Apart

(children laughter)

Hey fuck you, man

Random lost souls have asked me

"What's the future of Rock & Roll?"

I say "I don't know. Does it matter?"

This and that scene, they sound all the same to me

Neither much worse nor much better

We're so fucked these days

We don't know who to hate or who to praise

Consider that our suffering and pain

(who are you, Kurt Cobain?)

When we're so privileged, in fact

We all forget about as

We go whinging all over the place

How they laughed as they shoveled the ashes

Wrath hath soured

Blood and death, we will pay back the debt

Of this candy store of ours

Of this candy store of ours

Of this candy store of ours

Look at those cunts on MTV

With their cars, and cribs, and rings and shit

Is that what being a celebrity means?

Look boys and girls, here's BBC

See corpses, rapes, and amputees

What do you think now of the American dream?

And our soccer moms and dads

Who raised us brats on those TV ads

I know that they sleep at night

Their conscience is intact

They've convinced themselves of that

Giving money to Jesus fucking H Christ

How they laughed as we shoveled the ashes

Of the twin towers

Blood and death, we will pay back the debt

Of this candy store of ours

Of this candy store of ours

Of this candy store of ours