I’m so sorry I murdered your friend
such a crude way for his story to end
but I’m just a man
like your Popeye
and I just do what I’m naturally trained to do
and if he dies, he dies
and he who has tears can cry
Oh they don’t let me feel anything but rage
Oh woops, I mean I eat my spinach every day
Oh I live and I fight in a literal cage
It’s so pointless to feel remorse
They ride me like a horse
but such a hard-working horse
of course, of course
(OH SUCH A HARD-WORKING HORSE)
(OF COURSE, OF COURSE)
My veins are full of pure adrenaline
Our great technology will never fail again
girl, I’m less afraid of American men
than of what I myself just might do to them
it’s so hard to believe I was ever a boy
for all that I touch, I destroy
I MUST BREAK YOU
I WILL BREAK YOU
I AM A BETTER MAN
I AM A BETTER MAN
I CANNOT BE DEFEATED
and a look into my eyes
is a look into the future
and your country’s demise
© Comfort Cat 2019