Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

it was a hell of a bash
doomed before it got under way
imagine
attacking the very ecosystem
that supports human life
pretty fucking stupid
for a gaggle of college boys

but oh the money that was made
in the orgasmic fertilizer
beautiful people grew on trees,
though every bad ass shindig
has got to come to an end, and well
the landlords are throwing us out
for making too much noise

never had a chance really
'gainst the industrial elite
they were better than the goddamn yankees
the coachman hold their lanterns high
burning with the fires of glutinous hell
but that light illuminates nothing

restraint, humility, equilibrium
never had a shard of a chance
and so it goes, and so it goes
nothun' changes much 'round here
cro magnons were alpha-bullies
whooped up on the heads

of the neanderthals, what goes around comes
around the corner like the silver bullet express
the no longer mythical train of justice
I must not wait, must not waste one minute more,
I must become proficient, rooting for grubs.