NONE OF IT MATTERS the tv is broken i've got nothing to do can you think of anything novel or new clean living is dead or at least drunk in the alley who makes your bed? do you keep a tally? i saw your brother with the neighborhood whore saw your father at the dirty book store saw your mother cry a mother's tears saw your sister, she's put on some years none of it matters, all of it's real try not to think, try not to feel 1,2,3,4 here we come ready or not ain't crime fun money money money there's never enough hand it over honey we can get pretty rough i saw your brother now he's all alone i saw your father breathing hard on the phone saw your mother in your uncle's bed called for your sister they said she was dead none of it matters, all of it's real try not to think, try not to feel find youreslf a job, find yourself a wife have yourself some kids, pretend that's a life god sits waiting in a church downtown if you happen to see him, send him around i saw your brother with a whole group of friends saw your father he's working again saw your mother with a smile in her eye i prayed for your sister, we all know why none of it matters, all of it's real try not to think, try not to feel |