Текст песни
If the soul survives, like I do every summer and,
I'm still a fucking bummer? Then...
Everyone I know is still alive by...
No choice of mine
I know exactly what I did
I opted out by never really opting-in
And never really thought I would survive
And this just can't be right...
Since the right co-opted nihilism, I'll decide not to decide.
I'm still my father's son, only ever looking out for number one
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Who knew life could be anything but?
Fell every tree in the forest
Put a bullet in every poet
Flatten every mountain
Level every hill
You'd best believe it
Cause they fucking will.
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Who knew life could be anything but?
And this just can't be right (Fell every tree in the forest)
Put a bullet in every poet
I'll decide not to decide
Flatten every mountain (And this just can't be right)
Level every hill
I'm still my father's son, only ever looking out for number one
Fell every tree in the forest
And put a bullet in every poet
Flatten every mountain
Level every hill
You'd best believe it.