The White Line of Co-Pain

To be or not to be, shut the hell up and join me Ponder this, while you blow bubbles in your milkshake Those bubbles you are blowing Have more life than the good book states So much for the Earth being flat So much for the revolution, of the Suns track You finally found a way to fly With the use of drugs, so lay your dust on a plaque Snort a line and wave to God, as you pass by And when you see, the power of illusions have on thee You wish hard, and pray to Donald Duck, "Let me in Toon Town please" But soon you realize that comic characters are your friends Offering you drugs, rock and roll, and the devine intervention So sniff hard, take your mind elsewhere and escape, you hooded coward Cant stand to face life, so you get high with your knose powdered When you return, take a look, at your family weeping so softly Hunching over your grave, you dumbfcuk you just o.deed.