Bif ***** - Eine Tasse Tea Lyrics
all right this is my poem it's called eine tasse teeare you ready? all right!one of my dogs ate the feces of a homeless man on the way to the vetof course it was anna 'cuz nikolas doesn't eat anything with saucei had to try to pull the offending matter out of her mouth with my bare handswe stunk!i wonder what the nutrition counter would list this meal as...it made me thinkmy anti-malaria medication drove me to question my sanityi hallucinatedi saw the bright red grip tape on my old skateboard as a moving mass of demarara(?) sugarmy judgment seems impairedthings irritate mepeople are meanthey drive too fastthey talk too fastpeople carry anger around like one of those fashionable backpacksbut they're all actorsin public they behave certain... waysyou know at dinner with their friends out at popular bars and grillesthey chat and laughthey call girls who look like me elvirathey call girls who look like me morticiawhatevernice and happy lifenice weekend warrior weekend rollerblader suv decaf see a movie lifenice implantsgood luck with your healthnice dairygood luck with your healthnice bulimiagood luck with your healthnice anti-depressant actiongood luck with your healthnice speedinggood luck with your healtheveryone thinks they've got problemswanna know a problem?over one billion people in the world have no access, that's no access, to safe drinking water.and you're upset 'cuz you can't get those new dc's.wanna know a problem?the mobile phone.we're all gonna die of brain cancerwanna know a problem?jeering hooting men with rohypnol in their back pocketyou already know at least five females who have been raped, and you don't even know itwanna know a problem?the threat of nuclear war in india and pakistanit could all be over, overnightwanna know a problem?the homelesswhich brings me back to the shit breath of my bichon-frisethe shit shouldn't be there in the first placebecause whoever had to go had NO place to gothat's *****ed!we are a complacent apathetic societywe are jackasseswe are all squirrels hoarding for ourselveswe need to say something and not care if it's been said beforewe need to be responsible for our actionswe need to be more helpfulwe need to be more thoughtfuli need to practice compassion who are the *****wads of the purveyors of violencei need to relaxi need to exhalei need to meditatemy mind is racingmy mind is a chattering monkeynikolas's mind is on fire with paranoiaannastasia has shit for brainsafter all, you are what you eati could use a cup of chainikolas thinks he's gandhihe's on a hunger strikeand annastasia would like another hot steaming bowl of scheisse
