Those Poor Bastards
Everything Is Temporary
Everything is temporary
Nothing here will last
Breathe the dust around you
It's the future it’s the past
Nothing that you do
Will be remembered or remarked
You're just a loathsome stranger
Clutching, struggling in the dark
Everything is temporary
There is nothing we can do
When I think of death, honey
I th-th-th-th-think of you
Nothing that you do
Will be remembered or remarked
You're just a loathsome stranger
Clutching, struggling in the dark
Everything is temporary
Buddy you will fade away
Watch the path you're walking
This could be your worst and final day
Nothing that you do
Will be remembered or remarked
You're just a loathsome stranger
Clutching, struggling in the dark
But Jesus will save us (Ha! Ha!)
Jesus will save us (Ha! Ha!)
Jesus he will shit on you