What a Time to Be Alive

You brushed your teeth

And found your calling

At the bottom of a swamp

There was no air

But to be clear

Darkness was all you wanted

And now just floating to the surface

Hoping to find some kind of light

Revised your look but something stinks

And you will never smell right

There's a crooked line that runs

Through every crease in this map

And you want to take us all the way back

To see the rot in no disguise

Oh what a time to be alive

The scum, the shame, the fucking lies

Oh what a time to be alive

Oh what a time to be alive

You've been carving tales for dummies

Out of live oak and out of pine

Let's turn your heroes into mummies

Throw them straight onto the fire

Yeah just below the surface lurking

A shadow breathing through a straw

Clinging to the myth that you were cheated

Yeah the myth that you were robbed

And there's a crooked line that runs

Through every crease in this map

And you want to take us all the way back

To see the rot in no disguise

Oh what a time to be alive

The scum, the shame, the fucking lies

Oh what a time to be alive

Oh what a time to be alive

We can't pretend to be surprised

Oh what a time to be alive

The seasons change and some survive

Oh what a time to be alive

Oh what a time to be alive

Oh what a time to be alive

Oh what a time to be alive

Oh what a time

To be alive