A song of despair for the violent, aggressive, plastic society we have created; with all its greed, selfishness, lack of compassion and superficiality.
The fact that someone recognises it for what it is gives one a little hope for the future.
“Novocaine For The Soul”
Life is hard
And so am i
You’d better give me something
So i don’t die
And so am i
You’d better give me something
So i don’t die
Novocaine for the soul
Before i sputter out
Life is white
And i am black
Jesus and his lawyer
Are coming back
Oh my darling
Will you be here
Before i sputter out
Guess whose living here
With the great undead
This paint-by-numbers life
Is fucking with my head
Once again
Life is good
And i feel great
’cause mother says i was
A great mistake
Novocaine for the soul
You’d better give me something
To fill the hole
Before i sputter out