Interlude Lyrics

Somebody wants you to do something, f*ck you!
Boss pisses you off?
f*ck you
Own your house, have a couple bucks in the bank. Don't drink
That's all I ever say to anybody

Ooooh (f*ck you, oh)
Ooooh (f*ck you)

That one millions dollars
Will not bring inner peace
-hapiness. More frustration
This money brings more frustration, more suspicion, more anxiety
So I think people do not understand that
...that's my point

RIP on Instagram
Why is it that, when somebody kicks the can
Everyone's an Insta-fan
Everybody's playing George stupid
And Marvin Gaye is liking in the grave
Oh - no - no - no

Then, I fell in love. That is to say I found living alone so unbearable that I was willing to marry her. She married me because all her friends were marrying somebody. We wanted very much to be happy - happy - happy - happy. Americans you know, are frantic about being happy. The American Nirvana is a man and his wife amiably watching television, switching off the lights and effortlessly making the most ardent love to each other. Salvation unfortunately is a poor art of love that drains the most energy. I started to spend night and day in the office and manage to avoid my wife completely. For this deceit I was called ambitious and respected by all of my colleagues Including my wife, who was quite as bored with me as I was with her. Today I looked in the mirror and I could barely make out my features. Life was utterly meaningless

I'm all f*cked up, I'm all f*cked up
I'm all f*cked up, I'm all f*cked up
It's the life, it's the life (Ooooh)

To hell with my kingdom being conquered. I would trade it all for my human's health and happiness
Do you think they would've done this for us?
We are not them. We are not them

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