Manix Metal Endings
Would it hurt to show all the simple things
That makes us dirty and obscene
In wrinkled clothes below the streets in beds unkempt we lie in peace
We'd love to know what keeps you clean
And why you loathe those simple things
That make us awkward in the light let's celebrate an ugly life
And I'd really like to know the guarantee is getting old
And gray a little fall into the garbage of us all
To recognize the real disease if civil life can hold us up
Not like anyone will know
So let's begin to tow the line where nine to fives' make way to grime
And piss away those petty goals that were in favor of the dime
Forgo the morning everynight let's fight the signs we're civilized
And celebrate those simple things that only lowly f..cks could find
Spent years talking 'bout leaving
Don't know what you believe in
