It doesn’t matter how good you’ve been
You’re gonna die alone
But not until you’ve been let down
By everyone that you’ve known
It doesn’t matter if you say sorry
Or if you say nothing at all
Every episode in your life
Is headed for a fall
Blah blah blah blah blah blah
Bollocks is pouring out of your mouth
But no one gives a fuck what you’ve gotta say
Ever since you moved down south
But it’s OK to hate yourself
Though it might not be good for your health
It’s the bitterest faggot
Who makes the best art
The morose trans and
The poof with the darkest heart
You tried satanic rituals
To defend yourself from attack
But you got it all wrong
And turned the only love who loved you back
Into a cow who was then slaughtered
Inside an abattoir
And everyone in his family knows that it was your fault
And the ALF knows where you are
You’ve always tried to be so careful
With everything that you said
Trying really hard not to offend either side
But now both sides want you dead
All the elephants in the room
Are about to explode in your head
If you actually believed in god and you knew
This was how it was gonna be
You’d have asked him to turn you into a duck instead
Melvins fans will flip for this lost ’90s indie classic, with its sludgy guitars, hypnotic rhythms and irresistible hooks. Essential. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 13, 2020