Death Metal and Disco

There are too many sad songs in the world So fuck you, I ain't writing another one Though there's plenty to talk about this time of year Well if we all just believe in something They say we'll never have to fear When the morning comes and she's no longer here There are so many pretty girls in the world But fuck you, I won't marry another one Thought there's plenty who will break you just the same If I could only marry my mother And have sex with lots of strangers It'd be chicken soup and mornings without shame Oh Lord, you can strike me down I'm just trying to sing the truth Though you may not like the sound Thank you for death metal and disco By I'd trade 'em for the things I don't want to know There are too many bloody wars in the world So fuck you, I ain't starting another one Though there's plenty reasons for a first strike You know I'm not a real spiteful guy But only fools say they don't mind When another man's holding hands with his wife Oh Lord, you can strike me down I'm just trying to sing the truth Though you may not like the sound Thank you for Henry Miller and Thoreau By I'd trade 'em for the things I don't want to know There are so many hungry kids in the world So fuck you, I ain't making another one Though I'd love to see your face inside a child's They say you don't know what you've got until what you've got is gone So I'll hold on to you picture for a while Oh Lord, you can strike me down I'm just trying to sing the truth Though you may not like the sound Thank you for Len Dykstra and Shoeless Joe By I'd trade 'em for the things I don't want to know