Pure Comedy

Album: Pure Comedy (2017)
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  • At six
    For some reason when I go to the app

    The comedy of man starts like this
    Our brains are way too big for our mother's hips
    And so Nature, she divines this alternative
    We emerged half-formed and hope that whoever greets us on the other end
    Is kind enough to fill us in
    And, babies, that's pretty much how it's been ever since

    Now the miracle of birth leaves a few issues to address
    Like, say, that half of us are periodically iron deficient
    So somebody's got to go kill something while I look after the kids
    I'd do it myself, but what, are you going to get this thing its milk?
    He says as soon as he gets back from the hunt, we can switch
    It's hard not to fall in love with something so helpless
    Ladies, I hope we don't end up regretting this

    Comedy, now that's what I call pure comedy
    Just waiting until the part where they start to believe
    They're at the center of everything
    And some all-powerful being endowed this horror show with meaning

    Oh, their religions are the best
    They worship themselves yet they're totally obsessed
    With risen zombies, celestial virgins, magic tricks, these unbelievable outfits
    And they get terribly upset
    When you question their sacred texts
    Written by woman-hating epileptics

    Their languages just serve to confuse them
    Their confusion somehow makes them more sure
    They build fortunes poisoning their offspring
    And hand out prizes when someone patents the cure
    Where did they find these goons they elected to rule them?
    What makes these clowns they idolize so remarkable?
    These mammals are hell-bent on fashioning new gods
    So they can go on being godless animals

    Oh comedy, their illusions they have no choice but to believe
    Their horizons that just forever recede
    And how's this for irony, their idea of being free is a prison of beliefs
    That they never ever have to leave

    Oh comedy
    Oh it's like something that a madman would conceive!
    The only thing that seems to make them feel alive is the struggle to survive
    But the only thing that they request is something to numb the pain with
    Until there's nothing human left
    Just random matter suspended in the dark
    I hate to say it, but each other's all we got Writer/s: Joshua Michael Tillman
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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