Stupid City

We say pass away, we don't say die

Euphemistic language makin' me cry

Sliding the slippery slope to Stupid City

We say animals, but don't mean us

We ride the arrogant, delusional bus

Sliding the slippery slope to Stupid City

Unceasing self-serving rationalization

We convince ourselves black is white

We don't care who cries or dies

Same old song, might makes right

We're so impressed by coincidence

Numerology, astrology bile

Sliding the slippery slope to Stupid City

We think the universe sends us notes

and god has us on speed dial

Sliding the slippery slope to Stupid City

Your fake humility makes me wanna puke

If god were real, she'd drop the nuke

Proud Boys call the world fair

No sexism or racism out there

We get bug-eyed by coincidence

but the galaxy don't circle the sun

Your imagination mighty meager

Your messiah ain't the holy one

Numerically brain-dead monkeys

Our knowledge of probabilities nil

Aunt sally's call wasn't a miracle

Stop your silly self-serving swill

As the Beatle said, ain't it a pity

So much shitty in our nitty gritty

And that's the end of this dainty ditty

'bout Stupid City