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Pure Comedy

Father John Misty2017年4月7日

Pure Comedy 歌詞

Pure Comedy - Father John Misty

At six

 

For some reason when I go

Yeah

 

The comedy of man starts like this

 

Our brains are way too big for our mothers' 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