Came home bitey. Not work-related, Universe-related. Cynicism turned up to 11.
In a word, RAAR.
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Life is a Lemon and I Want My Money Back
Written and Composed by Jim Steinman
Performed by Meat Loaf
from the album
Bat Out of Hell II
It's all or nothing
And nothing's all I ever get
Everytime I turn it on
I burn it up and burn it out
It's always something
There's always something going wrong
That's the only guarantee
That's what this is all about
It's a never ending attack
Everything's a lie and that's a fact
Life is a lemon and I want my money back!
And all the morons
And all the stooges with their coins
They're the ones who make the rules
It's not a game--it's just a rout
There's desparation
There's desparation in the air
It leaves a stain on all your clothes
And no detergent gets it out
And we're always slipping thru the cracks
Then the movie's over--fade to black
Life is a lemon and I want my money back!
I want my money back
I want my money back
What about love?
It's Defective!
It's always breaking in half
What about sex?
It's Defective!
It's never built to really last
What about family?
It's Defective!
All the batteries are shot
What about friends?
They're Defective!
All the parts are out of stock
What about hope?
It's Defective!
It's corroded and decayed
Waht about faith?
It's Defective!
It's tattered and it's frayed
What about your Gods?
They're Defective!
They forgot the warranty
What about your town?
It's Defective!
It's a dead end street to me
What about your school?
It's Defective!
It's a pack of useless lies
What about your work?
It's Defective!
It's a crock and then you die
What about your childhood?
It's Defective!
It's dead and buried in the past
What about your future?
It's Defective!
And you can shove it up your ass!
I want my money back
I want my money back
It's all or nothing
And nothing's all I ever get
Everytime I turn it on
I burn it up and burn it out
It's a never ending attack
Everything's a lie and that's a fact
Life is a lemon and I want my money back!
And we're always slipping thru the cracks
Then the movie's over--fade to black
Life is a lemon and I want my money back!
I already feel better.
Listening to Mr. Aday belt out existential rage
is like primal scream therapy.