Every day when I wake up
I feel like an abandoned car
Accumulating rust
What a wonderful life this is

Every night before I go to sleep
I feel like rotting meat
Summoning flies
What a wonderful life this is

Every morning while I am running to catch a bus
I feel like a dog on a leash
My master will get me home immediately after I take a shit
What a wonderful life this is

Every afternoon as I get home from work
I feel like saliva slopping down the road
Collecting filth until I fall to the sewer I will forever on call home
What a wonderful life this is

Every Saturday morning drinking coffee in the yard
I feel like the insides of an avocado gone bad
Craving the trash can
What a wonderful life this is

Every week's start afraid to present myself to the Teams call
I feel like unflushed pee
Getting more and more yellow as time proceeds
What a wonderful life this is

We shall not live again
We lack the nerve
We lack the courage
To ever really fall in love more than once

The second time is fun
The third is boredom
The forth is fear
The fifth is despair

We are doomed to stay from wholeness afar
Quak quak
We are doomed to stay inevitably apart
Quak quak

Shoot all us sitting ducks
Quak quak
We would make delicious main courses if you see it through the end
Quak quak

It begins in uncontrollable cries
Quak quak
It ends in terrible silence
Quak quak