VERSE 1
I talked some shit online about Dumbass Donald
And his favorite butt puppet Moscow McConnell
I got a million replies telling me I should die
Telling me they’ll drink my liberal tears if I cry
I got a head full of demons and nothing accomplished
Couldn’t find anything we could share in common
But at least I performed my own civic duty
Even though my mind is melting into something gooey
CHORUS
Why does everybody expect me to save the world?
By myself! With nobody else!
Why does everybody expect me to have superpowers?
I wasn’t born tough! I’m just a traumatized coward!
VERSE 2
I went to the protest and held up my cardboard sign
Got a face full of mace and now I’m legally blind
Got a beer bottle broken over my pretty little head
If I come for round two, they’ll shoot my ass dead
I got a hospital bill and not a damn thing changed
I’ve got years of therapy, who’s willing to pay?
But at least I can say that I’ve got some big balls
I hope they’ll help against my debt collection calls
CHORUS
Why does everybody expect me to save the world?
By myself! With nobody else!
Why does everybody expect me to have superpowers?
I wasn’t born tough! I’m just a traumatized coward!
BRIDGE
Is it too much to ask that I see some results
To go with my beatings and bigoted insults?
Is it too much to ask for systematic reform
When dystopia has become the new norm?
Is it too much to ask for some compensation
When I’m crucified by the Teabag nation?
Is it too much to ask that my efforts matter
Or should we keep making the fat cats fatter?
VERSE 3
I went to the courthouse and filed a lawsuit
Against everybody who dared to lick boots
Case dragged on for a whole millennium
I couldn’t outspend every single defendant
I did my best and not a fucking thing improved
No tears for me, because nobody was moved
I guess you could tell me, “Welcome to the club”
Before you beat my ass with it, stain it in blood
EXTENDED CHORUS
Why does everybody expect me to save the world?
By myself! With nobody else!
Why does everybody expect me to have superpowers?
I wasn’t born tough! I’m just a traumatized coward!
Why does everybody think I’ve got what it takes
Then brush it all off with the phrase, “That’s the breaks?”
Why can’t I just lay in bed with my pretty kitty?
I’m not Batman and this is not Gotham City!
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