who the hell am i kidding?!?
as i sit here next to this hillbilly
trying to convince him
that anything makes a damn bit of difference
he'd just as soon march off with those redneck minutmen
and string up some poor soul
trying to earn a living
its the racist
self-defeating lack of class identity
that leaves dick cheney laughing all the way to the bank...
the angry white males
who hate the immigrants
who hate the african americans
hate hate hate hate hate...
when i lay on my deathbed
will i look back with pride
knowing i made this world a better place?
with no legacy of chldren...
(after all... life is a death sentence!)
i am the end of the line
i may have ten...
maybe forty years
to solve all of the worlds problems
the optimistic pessimist
holding on to a faint glimour of hope
i can see why no one wants to marry me...
who'll love honor and cherish
in sickness and in health
happily ever after
until death takes you in its icy grips