Some people look at the world through rose-colored glasses
I've got a pair of glasses
I use them to see
There's a problem though
My lenses are shit-colored
My woman and I left the house today
We had to drive across town
To run errands and take care of whatever it is adults take care of
I step outside and my stomach turns
I look at the world in front of my eyes and think
'How Shitty'
We get in the car
The car gets on the road
And we're off
VVRRRRRRRRRROOOOOMM!
shit
Five minutes out in this shitty world
And already almost killed
By some lawyer or doctor or some kind of shitty businessman
Who almost ran into us
In his shitty car talking on his shitty phone
Lying to his wife and mother of his children
While the young girl in the passenger seat rubs his cock
Pretending it's his wallet
What a shitty world I see
I've got a pair of glasses
My lenses are shit-colored
We get out of the car and walk into the store
I work here
It's my day off and I'm here to get my paycheck
There's a shit-colored boy shoplifting
Not because he's poor
And hungry
But because he's greedy and wants more
He's in his twenties
He's got six shit-colored brothers and sisters
And three shit-colored kids
They all live in the same shitty house with his shit-colored mother
Not because they're poor
But because they're greedy
The children are dressed in rags but his pants are designer
I think about shoving my pay stub in his shitty face
And yelling about the deducted parts
And about how I'm paying him and his lazy fucking mother
Showing him where those welfare checks come from
And he's so fucking greedy
He's shoplifting from my store
Fucking me twice
I don't even get some shitty flowers
'Fuck it'
I think
Good things can turn to shit
But shit's always shit
Nobody can change that
We're back on the road
This shitty world becoming increasingly nauseating
There's a bum on the side of the road
I can almost smell the shit now
He's begging people for money
Not like in the movies
'Spare change?'
But BEGGING in the most extreme sense of the word
I've seen his shitty face before
Shoved halfway down a shitty bottle of eighty proof whatever
Have a fucking shower
I can see the shit on your skin
If you put half the effort you use to beg
Into getting a job
You'd be sitting pretty
Shit
It's extremely hot outside and my skin is burning
But the sky is dark and churning like the bowels of god
Ready to give this already too shitty planet another spraying
All the faces I see at the stop light
Their shitty grins and shitty eyes
The shitty buildings stretching into the shitty sky
My head spins and I swerve a little
"Watch where you're going, honey."
Says the voice sitting in the passenger seat.
"Here, put your glasses on. They'll help you see better. You haven't worn them all day."
I've got a pair of glasses
I use them to see
There's a problem though
My lenses are shit-colored
My woman and I left the house today
We had to drive across town
To run errands and take care of whatever it is adults take care of
I step outside and my stomach turns
I look at the world in front of my eyes and think
'How Shitty'
We get in the car
The car gets on the road
And we're off
VVRRRRRRRRRROOOOOMM!
shit
Five minutes out in this shitty world
And already almost killed
By some lawyer or doctor or some kind of shitty businessman
Who almost ran into us
In his shitty car talking on his shitty phone
Lying to his wife and mother of his children
While the young girl in the passenger seat rubs his cock
Pretending it's his wallet
What a shitty world I see
I've got a pair of glasses
My lenses are shit-colored
We get out of the car and walk into the store
I work here
It's my day off and I'm here to get my paycheck
There's a shit-colored boy shoplifting
Not because he's poor
And hungry
But because he's greedy and wants more
He's in his twenties
He's got six shit-colored brothers and sisters
And three shit-colored kids
They all live in the same shitty house with his shit-colored mother
Not because they're poor
But because they're greedy
The children are dressed in rags but his pants are designer
I think about shoving my pay stub in his shitty face
And yelling about the deducted parts
And about how I'm paying him and his lazy fucking mother
Showing him where those welfare checks come from
And he's so fucking greedy
He's shoplifting from my store
Fucking me twice
I don't even get some shitty flowers
'Fuck it'
I think
Good things can turn to shit
But shit's always shit
Nobody can change that
We're back on the road
This shitty world becoming increasingly nauseating
There's a bum on the side of the road
I can almost smell the shit now
He's begging people for money
Not like in the movies
'Spare change?'
But BEGGING in the most extreme sense of the word
I've seen his shitty face before
Shoved halfway down a shitty bottle of eighty proof whatever
Have a fucking shower
I can see the shit on your skin
If you put half the effort you use to beg
Into getting a job
You'd be sitting pretty
Shit
It's extremely hot outside and my skin is burning
But the sky is dark and churning like the bowels of god
Ready to give this already too shitty planet another spraying
All the faces I see at the stop light
Their shitty grins and shitty eyes
The shitty buildings stretching into the shitty sky
My head spins and I swerve a little
"Watch where you're going, honey."
Says the voice sitting in the passenger seat.
"Here, put your glasses on. They'll help you see better. You haven't worn them all day."
jnc809:
Hey, I just wanted to say it was nice meeting you the other night. What did you think of L goes dark? It looks like you had a pretty good time. Are you going to the next?
sherrer:
shits revolving gets in the way of the drink.