And You're Like A Nineties Jesus

And You Rebel In Your Psychosis

How Dare You

And You Sample Concept Like Hors-d'oeuvres

And You Eat Their Questions For Dessert

Is It Just Me Or Is It Hot In Here?



And You're Like A Nineties Kennedy

And You're Really A Million Years Old,

You Can't Fool Me

They'll Throw Up In Millions Like Rocks In Riots

And They'll Stumble Around Like Hypocrites

Is It Just Me Or Is It Dark In Here?



Well You May Never Be A Happy Husband

You May Never Have A Whole Child

You Will Learn Loose To Everything

Be Our Temporary Arrangements



And You're Like A Nineties Noah

And They Laughed At You As You Packed All Of Your Things

And They Wonder Why You're Frustrated

And They Wonder Why You're So Angry

And Is It Just Me Or Are You Fed Up



God Bless You In Your Travels

In Your Conquest And Queries