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• Artiste: Headache
• Titre: Wholesale Anthem
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This is me I am here I ask the world the price And then I multiply that price by 1.5 using this very simple formula I hear what I want to hear And see what I want to see I see two anchovies running towards me Two anchovies could never hurt me; they're too delicious I pull out a bag from my bag Inside of it is a sign that reads: "cheating is wrong" I nod There's nothing I can't do Except what I can't do, or what you don't want me to do But sometimes all I want to do is nothing Merrill tells us that the least thing our self-love longs for most Others instinctively withhold And that only when time has slain desire with its wish granted To a smiling ghost, neither harmed nor warmed now by the fire At a small family-owned beach resort I eat a BBLT and drink pond water My astrologer calls me and says I will die in a body of water That's not a problem for me; I'm an Aquarius And isn't the Earth basically a body of water anyway? Life is but a place of brief incarceration I used to enjoy hearing what I had to say to myself It used to make me laugh Now it just makes me stare at myself in the mirror And do Brazilian dances I dry my dishes on my clothes line My bug bites take a year to heal My favorite meal is sandwiches A girl wearing frayed jean shorts asks me how I feel I don't answer When she walks away, I notice she has "game over" tattooed on the back of her thighs in the Tetris font I nod Servers of the world's spirit unite You know I walked through Paris while that church burned And though I saw an ember in the dirt It was actually a flower Old women melt in the street and prayed And I asked the rain how long the rain would fall And nothing changed or answered Mayhem is the coming together of friends Pandemonium, a perfect, free lunch And remember that though your head might hurt Your heart still knows the truth The dinner plans can always be successfully enlarged Thank you for almost everything At the end, they will take me out on my stretcher And I will be in good spirits Buckle up, you may want to survive this one