Someday We’re All Gonna Weigh 400 Lbs. Songtext

von The Lawrence Arms

The girls, they don't love us anymore now
Because we wear black shirts and took a new vow
You can have the whole world right in your home
To redefine and eliminate alone

Our TVs do the jobs of a thousand violent cops
Keep us inside while misinformation supplements our thoughts
Our kids know just what they need, more monitors and screens, and you tell them you can't take it anymore
But you stay inside and order your food from the grocery store

Your pager, your cell phone, your laptop, your mobile home
Your soloflex, your microwave, your Chinese takeout/pizza days
Your suburb, your SUV, your nursing home for your granny
Your problems all have disappeared, technology betrays your fear

And if I'm lucky I'll never have to see another human being
Except the guys on my money, the girls in my magazines
The athletes on my TV screen, the people who have sex with me
Via virtual reality

No garbage man, no postman, no guy at 7-11
No store clerk, no soda jerk, just my companions I plug in
A pyramid for a modern day pharaoh
The global village can be yours if your modem's not too slow

And I can thrive and I don't even have to try
Download my ashes in my hard drive when I die