SPREADING THE WORD by Tom Jensen
I just cracked my first beer
But I ain’t much fun ‘til I had about eight more
That’s the only way I don’t think so clear
As I forget the harsh reality
That this world has in store
I imagine it’s mostly the same
For just about everybody like me
At least that’s what I claim
At least that’s what, so far, I see
The whole world’s going to hell
Because of money, because of technology
Because of greed
And of course it doesn’t help
When you’ve got six billion people
More than you need
Man’s the only animal who takes prisoners
The only species where
Someone can get something for nothing
We’re the only ones who pay taxes for welfare
We’re the only ones who hold
A finger on the button
Darwin was right
About everybody but us
We could use another plague…
We could use another flood
Many secretly agree with what I say
But no one’s willing to board that bus
We could use another world war
So we can spill some more of our blood
Yeah, there’s many who agree
But then say, “What…Who…Me?”
Would rather be sitting on the fence
Than hanging from a tree
No, no, no
They’d never make that big of sacrifice
No, no, no
They’d never take that advice
They only say, “You first!”
To which I respond, “Now that’s absurd!”
“If I was in the back of a hearse
Then there’d be no one left to spread the word.”