Death By The Blues

Don't wanna be part of your bullshit-world

I'd rather take a bullet

Shots and implants to ashes burn

Long live the mullet

Go climb back up to the tree

Death by the blues

In words and deeds

It's what I choose

Until the reaper I will meet

Again each other you praise and blame

Which ape will prevail?

On that scale with fake and fame

Where everything is for sale

The ticket's only one-way

Death by the blues

In words and deeds

It's what I choose

Until the reaper I will meet

Like horny moths to the flame you are drawn

It burns with acrid smoke

Rapt in vanity, lowlife-spawn

Another soul is sold

Laugh out loud

Death by the blues

In words and deeds

It's what I choose

Until the reaper I will meet