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.