The Trees Get Wheeled Away

Anchormen spike their blood

Wear masks of mud

Cucumbers cut to fit their eyes

And so no one would know how tired they've grown

Of talking and telling their lies

While your tvs change stations

Scroll messages

Victims and christians both drinking blood

And they pray for the destruction of all hatred

More often just those with hate for us

Cause it hurts when you discover one's worse and one's better

To suffer or cause others to

And you can live by your conscience

Now guilt is a concept

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There's a virgin in my bed

And she's taking off her dress

I dunno what i am gonna do

There's a song stuck in my head

And i can't help singing it

Oh how i hope my singing pleases you

Cause this is not who i've become

But what you made me into

Oh we got no health insurance

No cellular service

No disease they can cure

But we need more money to burn

So each person must learn the dollar amount they are worth

And your pills make me dizzy

Forgetting my body

I watch as it walks away

And i just keep drinking the poison

And smoking the cartons

A pack and a half a day

So when time comes to claim me

My friends and my family will gather around my grave

And they'll believe that they knew me and loved me and missed me

And all call me by my name

So imagine what you want

And then hold on to that thought

Cause that's as close as it will ever come

And believe you're who you are, keep acting out the part

But at the end of the day the trees all get wheeled away

And i'll be shivering cold on a well lit stage.