The Big Burn

I haven't seen you since the big burn Now you look like a Boston fern We had a pig roast with the earth And it spun on its axis like a pig on a spit The older you get, the younger you look Slide me a recipe from your cookbook All lies, it's all axioms That's life in a microwave, sign today In a microwave, sign today Button your lip, you're talking out of turn Another cell out of your brain, another marble from the urn Certain things we can't replace Once you're a raisin, you can never be a grape The entire world is counting on a team of scientists To figure the solution if they do indeed exist Fallacy and fantasy and anonymity Turned on us all at once Viola! Viola Fricassee, rock soup every day You can read it in the dead sea discs You can read it in the dead sea discs I really don't know what I'm going to have to say It's only the beginning of a shitty day What am I to do, and how am I to prepare For the loneliest beginning on this day of despair? I haven't seen you since the big burn No you look like a Boston fern We had a pig roast with the earth And it spun on its axis like a pig on a spit Everybody pickin' at it Like a pig on a spit Everybody pickin' at it Like a pig on a spit