It will always be The end of time The end of law The end of life The dogs will howl And yank the leash From tree to tree From each to each Does the man who makes the shoes own you, clown? You can't Even pry the name plate off, now can you? Fix it With your tiny fist there--James Van Der Beek and them sisters from Sister, Sister The only one that's ever felt this is you The force that's forcing you To feel like Busting up a starbux Busting up a starbux This bitter drink Has made you drunk The thoughts you think Become unthunk The sky's ablaze The sea is too The water's red The flames are blue