The league of extraordinary nobodies was filmed in front of a live studio audience
I just counted in my head how many people in this room I'm talking to that I would never get a time. And here we are all being vain and looking at ourselves in mirrors very closely nodding straight up in a line, and all the funny little stories that are told are being fueled by what amounts to nothing more than minor crime
But I'm a whore
And I'm exploring
Territory
Where the party and the pussy both are numbered at a dime,
I've been thinking that this frozen-globe chosen
Is a candidate to lead me to a very 'xciting end
Another room up in the tombs of ugly substance
Where the gravediggers are shoveling that dirt up in your head
The very fact is I am sitting here with zombies
Talking endlessly but couldn't tell you one thing that was said
I get surrounded by the friendliest of strangers
Who would sooner kill themselves than give a f**k if I were dead
I just realized that the tragedy of this is that her hand is on my leg
And she so clearly wants to f**k
And though I'm wide and I would certainly oblige
I can't continue getting high and then confusing it for lust
I'm not an angel but the baggie we unfolded
And just split to give a lick is dripping at me colored rust
And you seem pissed but I still hate you for the moment
Because I'm too smart to be open this is artificial trust
I've been noticing the fact that nothing glorious can happen anymore we run the gamut of our filth, but here I am again pretending spontaneity
Exist with any insults
