Scab

(album: 60 Cycle Hum - 1997)

There ain't shit on TV, I got no new pornography.
I got to find a reason to want to stay alive.
Not a word is heard I said,
I might as well just stay in bed.
To find a better way, I doubt I'll even try,
Just another boring story, about a teenage waste of glory.
Trapped in a town, gonna drag you down, my life is such a mess,
I cannot help but feel depressed.
I doubt that anyone would miss me if I wasn't around,
I don't need to know about the things in life that I can't find.
I don't need to know about the things I left behind.
I'm just a lazy slob, I should go out and get a job.
But I won't cause I know that my rent is paid.
I'm a big procrastinator, I can always do it later.
My friends all tell me that I got it made,
It doesn't really matter. What I have to say,
No one's fucking listening anyway.
So until my days are done, or it's no longer any fun.
I'm gonna bore you to death. Life is overrated,
I really want to be sedated.
But I change the channel, and I'm watching days of our lives.
It's so sophisticated, watching programs that I hated.
But I guess it's better than working 9-5.
The life that I'm living, it ain't really living.
But I guess I could be working, so I'm free and clear.
So my only friends TV will always keep my company,
As I am watching soap operas downing cheetos and beer!