Drew a black dot in the center of my palm and I was
visited by the face of divinity dressed to kill in its
six-sided form.
Can you see the row-sham-bow that Darwin tattooed on
your skin?
I bet you think you can but you're obviously wrong, or
you wouldn't be using protection, now would you?
// So I burn this song as a tribute to my gods: chance
and the span of four billion years.
Science as religion I'm a man of the cloth: Logic and
reason like the flame and the moth.
Your brain is just a beautiful machine forever
calculating nothing. [nothing!]
So here's a koan for the modern age:
How many rolls of the endless-sided die did it take to
make a reason why? //
Saw a squirrel by the base of a tree and it struck me
powerfully how stupid and pointless life is.
I know that's melodramatic but its true.
All of our ideas about what's important are merely
self-delusions.
A biologist might say that sex really matters, but even
that's not true cause who cares if your genes get
passed on?
So on the lawn of my parents' house I found nihilism -
who cares what it means?
So I burn this song as a tribute to my gods: chance and
the span of four billion years. Science as religion I'm
a man of the cloth: Logic and reason like the flame and
the moth. Your brain is just a beautiful machine
forever calculating nothing. So here's a koan for the
modern age: How many rolls of the endless-sided die did
it take to make a reason why? //
But I'm still looking for a job and writing this song,
'cause after all, it doesn't matter that it doesn't
matter.
In light of this, here's another question with no
answer:
What will you do tomorrow?