The World Is In The Turlet

Big Steve is on the drum set
Counting it four by four
Little Jimmy jamming the six-string
Giving the people more

Count Violence bringing the low-end
Cuz that's all that he knows what to do
And my name's Ted
That's what I said
And the western world will perish in fifteen years

And then in the year sixteen when the world is clean
Clean of this hipster scene
Well all their ghosts will scream for what their souls have seen
And the tapas they could have been eating

But
The world is in thе turlet
The world is in the turlеt
The world is in the turlet
And we're all gonna die

Aw
The world is in the turlet
The world is in the turlet
The world is in the turlet
So don't ask why

Come on!

Nothing to drink I've got nothing to eat
I'm barely alive I'm dead on my feet
The East River boiled and belched up a cadaver
The corpse walked to Enid's for a drink and some pelaver

And
The world is in the turlet
The world is in the turlet
The world is in the turlet
And we're all gonna die

Yeah
The world is in the turlet
The world is in the turlet
The world is in the turlet
So don't ask why

Cuz
The proof is in the pudding
The proof is in the pudding
The proof is in the pudding
And you don't ask why

I said
The proof is in the pudding
The proof is in the pudding
The proof is in the pudding
So give it a try

It
Was
Supposed
To Be
My
Moment
Of
Triumph