Upside Down Space Cockroach

I've seen a lone finger waving in the air

A simple celebration of self-despair

The transmission means nothing

This man is unaware

All alone in the stadium surviving on welfare

Denialism

Working for the minimum

To the crematorium

I'm going nowhere, going nowhere, I'm going nowhere

Take me somewhere, take me anywhere

Tubular socks sure fit well

When they're new and they're fresh, but they, too, will go to hell

I will cross every T, I will dot every I

For a small sum of cash my doctor will prescribe

A dose to make me happy, far from emptiness and shame

And if it ever wears off, I'll make sure you feel my pain

Every car on the road drives around with a spare

And if I had an extra liver I could live without a care

Denialism

Working for the minimum

To the crematorium

I'm going nowhere, going nowhere, going nowhere

Take me somewhere, take me anywhere

See you staring at the ceiling, but there's roaches on the walls

When your soul is unfurnished fill it up with alcohol

A barren, blank expression with no purpose or intent

And if God created men, I am full of discontent

Remember the days when a father loved his son

I just made a wrong turn, now I'm staring at a gun

Existence is so meaningful with TV and a job

When she squeezes out three kids and turns into a blob

A ship is flying through the air

Spraying rain everywhere

All six feet are in the air

I'm going nowhere, going nowhere, going nowhere

Take me somewhere, take me anywhere