Failing at Fun Since 1981 Lyrics

The most simplistic way is to pretend
Pretend that everything is A-Okay,
Though I've been failing at fun since nineteen eighty-one
So can you taste me please?
This story has so many dead pets;
They can't feel your touch.
It could be worse, because you're good at sex,
I just don't care all that much.
Like a prairie mountain –
It's a garbage hill.

Hot salad for the eater of hair,
It's a void you just can't fill.
The most simplistic way is to pretend
Pretend that everything is A-Okay,
Though I've been failing at fun since nineteen eighty-one
So can you taste me please?
This story has so many dead pets;
They can't feel your touch.
It could be worse, because you're good at sex,
I just don't care all that much.
Like a prairie mountain –
It's a garbage hill.
Hot salad for the eater of hair,
It's a void you just can't fill.
Like a prairie mountain –
It's a garbage hill.
Hot salad for the eater of hair,
It's a void you just can't fill.
Yeah, yeah, this forever;
And we all lose,
Why don't you show me sometime?
Like a prairie mountain –
It's a garbage hill.
Hot salad for the eater of hair,
It's a void you just can't fill.
Like a prairie mountain –
It's a garbage hill.
Hot salad for the eater of hair,
It's a void you just can't fucking fill.