DAMN RAT BASTARDS

Sucking your teeth

Damn rat bastards never practice what they preach

Furrowed brows and spoiled milk spilt on the sheets

A generation far too headstrong to teach

Marching hand in hand

Two by two through crowds of smoke to promised land

Through a rotten cesspool of their very own creation

To some postulated idea of salvation

I took a walk uptown to waste my time

Took a look around to clear my mind,

Searched for ideas and I came up short this time

Well overall I’ve been a mess

A self-reflective retroflexion

Mirrored-image of my past

I’d sooner drive across the country than go backwards towards that gap

Swore I was anarchist

Then found out what that meant

I took a walk uptown to waste my time

Took a look around to clear my mind

Searched for answers and I came up short this time

Where will you be when you’re a hundred years old?

I’ll be doing puzzles in an old folks home

Where will you be when the clock strikes twelve?

I’ll be none the wiser with my pants pulled down

Where will you be when you’re a hundred years old?

I’ll be cookin breakfast in an old folks home

Where will you be when it all burns down?

I’ll be getting lost on my way downtown

Sucking your teeth

Damn rat bastards never practice what they preach