First yr born,
Then they beat the shit out of you
Then they send you home with yr parents
Who beat the shit out of you
Then you go to school
And the bullies beat the shit out of you
Then you got to work
And yr boss beats the shit out of you
Then you ask the girl of your dreams out
And her girlfriend beats the shit out you
And so you get drunk in a bar
And the cops beat the shit out of you
And you go to Vegas
And the slots beat the shit out of you
And you live yr life alone
Jacking off and crying
Jacking off and crying
Then you die
Then on judgment day
God sends you to hell
For jacking off and crying about it
But hey don’t complain
Because if you think it’s painful now
Wait til Satan sticks a hot poker up your ass
Some people were meant to feel all the pain
And you are one of them, so be happy
Because you are like the Lord
Get down on yr knees and love the Lord
And look at how the skies clear… ahhhhh
And the children sing…lalalalalalalala
And out there in the distance…. The girl of yr dreams
And you make love
And it’s procreative
And shit
You have a 1000 other children for the rest of
the world to jack off and cry over
Just look at them down there Lord
Jacking off and crying
Jacking off and crying
Jacking off and crying lord
Jacking off and crying
Jacking off and crying Lord
Jacking off and crying
Oh Lord, forgive me
For all the jacking off and crying.
- Andrew Clark Hall
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