We'Re All Scum

Weathered hearts take the plummit for different reasons Behaving freely like the chaotic parasites we were always meant to show how to live life a bit more f*cked up in the fast lane Cruising around the metropolitan at an all time low Putrid exhaust fumes gather in thick clouds of dense smog around highly trafficked areas You take joy in the little things like, Bumper to bumper commerce for the rest of your uncomfortable life Rush hour's usual three and a half Road rage fanatics cursing in tongues and spitting on the inside of their own windsheilds And, others just honking their own horns because they want in on the action, too Reminds me of orgies and no one wanting to do it with you so beat off in the corner lonely and probably whining Humanity is pathetic