(the league of extraordinary nobodies was filmed in front of a live studio audience)
i just counted in my head how many people in this room i'm talking to that i would never give the time
and here we are all being vain and looking at ourselves in mirrors very closely nodding straight up in a line
and all the funny little stories that are told are being fueled by what amounts to nothing more than minor crime
but i’m a whore and i’m exploring territory where the party and the pussy both are numbered with a dime
i’ve been thinking that this frozen glow i’ve chosen is a candidate to lead me to a very sudden end
another room up in the tombs of lovely substance where the gravediggers are shoveling that dirt up in their heads
the very fact is i am sitting here with zombies talking endlessly but couldn’t tell you one thing that was said
i get surrounded by the friendliest of strangers who would sooner kill themselves than give a fuck if i were dead
i just realized the tragedy of this is that her hand is on my leg and she so clearly wants to fuck
and though i'm wired and i would certainly oblige i can’t continue getting high and then confusing it for lust
i’m not an angel but the baggy we unfolded ad just split to give a lick is dripping out me colored rust
and you seem nice but i still hate you for the moment cause i'm too smart to be open this is artificial trust
i’ve been noticing the fact that nothing glorious can happen anymore, we’ve run the gamut of our filth
but here i am again pretending spontaneity exists with idiots all lifted out their little gills
aren’t you disturbed that everything you did tonight is something else you’ve done already and it’s meaning is still nil?
and all the people in your presence are just weapons, it’s as simple as the theory that the dying love to kill
every body/ every body/ every body/ every body/ every body/ every body here is so alive
oh what a night/ oh what a night/ oh what a night/ you would tell me if i were crazy right?
i’ve been wondering how arrogant it is for me to keep doing the things that killed so many that we know (no no no)
i’ve been noticing how quickly motherfuckers have the answers to existence just as soon as someone goes (go go go)
we change the channel for a week or so of cleansing and reflecting on ourselves but then its back to that old show
i hear the cackles of the crowd, they’re laughing at us and we haven’t even gotten to the part where it’s a joke
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