Jackass Jargon Songtext
von A Karmic Gray

Just another bit of jackass jargon
Just another bit of jackass jargon
Just another bit of jackass jargon

Look at the neat trick
Of circe de assholes
Pulling deception out of their hats
I′m empty handed
Coming up short
On a lot of fucks to give
And you got some nerve
To tell me how the fuck the world should be

Head up your ass
Lines in the sand
Middle fingers up
Nothing but air
Coming out the fingertips


Big mouth waste of space
On this fucked up place
Nothing more than mindless drones
Just type type typing away
No real fucking substance
Lost the point in their arrogant existence
The future is one big platter of shit
And I've had my fill of it
I′d tell you to get fucked
But it seems to be
The only one getting fucked is me
When I look at the idiocy
A lot of opinions and just hot air
Why don't ya make the world look crystal clear
Your breath is pollution
Offer enough advice
No solutions

We got an app for that
And a pill for this
Fucking earth seems stupid and shit
Well what I do I know
Only thirty years
On a planet or so
A lot of fucking terminology
Talk talk talk
But saying nothing
Diagnose this one
Another fucking finger in the sky
So fuck you all
Maybe you can heal me mister preacher man
Or whatever fucking clinician is full of shit
Yeah diagnose this bitch


Big mouth waste of space
On this fucked up place
Nothing more than mindless drones
Just type type typing away
No real fucking substance
Lost the point in their arrogant existence
The future is one big platter of shit
And I've had my fill of it
I′d tell you to get fucked
But it seems to be
The only one getting fucked is me
When I look at the idiocy
A lot of opinions and just hot air
Why don′t ya make the world look crystal clear
Your breath is pollution
Offer enough advice
No solutions