Worlds Apart

Random lost souls have asked me
 "What's the future of rock'n'roll?"
 I say "I don't know does it matter?"
 This and that scene,
 They sound all the same to me
 Neither much worse nor much better
 We're so fucked these days
 We don't know who to hate or who to praise
 Yet we consider this our suffering and pain
 When we're so privileged, a fact
 We all forget about as
 We go whinging all over the place.
 How we've laughed as they shoveled the ashes
 Wrath hath soured
 Blood and death, we will pay back the debt
 For this candy store of ours.
 Look at those cunts on MTV
 With their cars, and cribs, and rings and shit
 Is that what being a celebrity means?
 Look, boys and girls, here's BBC
 See corpses, rapes, and amputees
 What do you think now of the American dream?
 And our soccer moms and dads
 Who raised us brats on these TV ads
 I know that they sleep at night
 Their conscience is intact
 They've convinced themselves of that
 Giving money to Jesus Fucking H Christ
 How they laughed as we shoveled the ashes
 Of the twin towers
 Blood and death, we will pay back the debt
 For this candy store of ours