Well they say we're depressed hungover and stressed
And all that we do is sanctioned by you
And the meaning of life
Is to breed and survive
And so we should strive for this
If I walk down the street and girls fall at my feet
I give them a smile in case they're fertile
And I have no more need
In automical greed
Well they're starting to bleed- who cares
And I could feel shame if it wasn't so lame
Our society's built on an absence of guilt
And the newspaper says
"We blame social malaise"
I just hope someone prays for us
Well they say we're depressed hungover and stressed
And the end's drawing near but I am still here
