The Indelicates
Everything is Just Disgusting
It's hard to make clear how it feels in song
To know you'd do better being worse, being wrong
And everything is just disgusting
And everything is just disgusting

There's no humor, there's no pleasure, there's no irony when
Every word's at the mercy of inadequate men
Everything is just disgusting
Everything is just disgusting

And the curtains will stay closed
To keep the quiet in
Life spoils in the light
I'll say nothing to no one, I will see no one
Everything is just disgusting
Everything is just disgusting

It's hard to make clear how it feels in verse
To know you'd do better being stupid and worse
Or sexlessly straight, sticking firm to the core
Begging the boss for some rules to enforce
And everything is just disgusting
And everything is just disgusting

When you drink away the will to be more than animal
They'll pour vodka on your bones
And they'll call it romantic
How fucking romantic
And everything is just disgusting
And everything is just disgusting