The seven seals break as I fuck you,

And all of the angels are calling.

They shout, "I steal!"

Ain't got shit to talk or eat,

So I'm drunk and fucking

A one-legged whore

Waves of flesh roll over

The lumpy mattress of the cemetery.

Sweet sounds, sweet mouth.

Bohemia is a fad,

It drew you in with poverty,

And now you're not getting paid!

So I'm staging this coup;

Together, we're falling

For the corporate spiel.

But don't feel sad,

You're just thirty!

Now, please, drink the Kool-Aid.