Another Day In Babylon

An Antisocial Manifesto

People get it twisted They think I’m a nice guy And this is also true And I’ll pop you in the eye.

I want my morning coffee I want my midday snack I want my game of chess I want my evening nap.

These things are non-negotiable Don’t stand in the way I’ll ask you nicely twice Third time, there’s Hell to pay.

Don’t talk to me all crazy Unless you got a gun Even then, my friend, it’s debatable Only God knows the outcome.

For the most, I keep to myself Sometimes, even I, work my nerves I tell myself to shut it Kick myself to the curb.

At least I know I’m loyal We always work it out. I let me down sometimes And I also bring it about.

But those other gutter muckers Most ain’t worth a grit I pity their dumbasses They’re never doing shit.

Might as well be NPCs Hell- I damn might be one too And fuck the ABCs A — SA-ICU.

No, I’m not a poet Not even an angry man Just one who knows what’s up They won’t fool me again.

The zombies are getting restless The ghouls are getting scared The vampires don’t give a shit Bloodsuckers are always prepared.

Another day in Babylon, Keep one eye on the sky The other, on the wheel And don’t believe the lies.

As for me, well I’ll be - That might be TMI Just think fast Watch your ass and remember One day, we all gotta die.