June Monster's Complaint

People disgust me nowadays

Just want to make money and get laid

Complain and gossip all the time

Nothing constructive, sit around and whine

Waiting for something to suck their brains out

Keep their egos satisfied

Guilt trips to keep them motivated

Saccharine dreams to masticate to

Prizes for keeping up with the Joneses

A few more dollars for your slave work

I’m sick of war, I’m sick of peace

And all the schmucks that eat it up

World affairs bore me to Hell

And the slime in which they dwell

Sometimes I wish they’d drop the big bombs

But I know they lack the balls

They just want to rake in profits

Wasting other people’s taxes

People screw up when they think

Worry less ‘bout death than how they stink

Wasting millions out on zit cream

Just so they’d get more respect

They wouldn’t get off their chairs to pee

If there weren’t commercials on TV

They always try to make me feel

Like my head’s got a busted wheel

Try to down me ‘cause I’m not

In possession of what they’ve got

I hate idiots who try to

Make me feel like I don’t belong

Maybe I don’t want to belong

Maybe I don’t want to get along

I’d be a suicide in a day

If I suckered out to the game you play

Why should I even try the real world?

Compared to me, you’re processed cheese!

I hate people who try to make me feel

Like I don’t know anything

Just ‘cause they got a piece of paper

Ph. Ds are a sorry joke

Someday it’ll come crashing down

They’ll be scrounging in the streets

They can annihilate themselves

Race each other on a road to hell

Armageddon’s just around the corner

I’m not worried! It’ll solve things!

Lead us to a more perfect world

Where we don’t have to listen to you

And you don’t have to listen to me…

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