Isn't It Rich - Airhead
I'm leaving today
Can't take this hypocrisy
One minute more
I've got nothing to say
There's no longer the fight in me
I had before
If you can just close your mind
They say try hard not to think
You'll be okay
We do what we do we've been slipping
And sliding for years down the line
We patiently queue
To collect our destruction
Can't wait to have mine
Conditioned to love and fight and kill
You know if they ask you to you will
Hey
Lord give us our money
That we might be greedy
And selfish and fat
Lord isn't it funny
We're made in your image
Is this where you're at
Just part of some vast eternal story
So sing little children
God votes Tory
Yeah oh
Isn't it rich
If God's such a nice guy
Then why is it life's such a b**ch
Isn't it rich
If God's such a nice guy
Then why is it life's such a b**ch
Isn't it rich