Everything's Not Shitty

everything seems obvious from here above the earth seems soft, seems the people get along, seems for once we do belong.

ah, but a closer look reveals the earth is sticky with our greed.

try to hold the fuck on, stick our fingers in like seeds!

"coming from a cynic this sounds like the same old song."

at least i don't just sit there, at least i don't just nod.

(everything's not shitty.) no, some things aren't so bad. so tell me mr. positive why am i so bored? why am i so sad?

[unintelligible whispering]

(everything's not shitty.) the plants, the birds might disagree, they sing a tune quite ominous, there must be something wrong with us.

our fingers in the ground, our bodies stick straight up like plants, our sticky side now showing soon we'll be covered in ants. and with our skin exposed, they'll chew us down to bone like six legged architects building fancy homes.

and in hindsight we, should have maybe prepared for this. blame it all on he, who distracts us with shiny things.

so i say we look at this in a brand new light: for the time being at least we are alive...

a metaphysical being on a hell of a track tried to shoot for the moon but got last and came back. with a set of chipped teeth and a chip on his shoulder. tried to get on with his life but his life it was over.

(the planets met up for a drink and decided to fuck with this one.)

so a broken spirited man with nowhere to go tried to shoot himself dead but the bullet swung low. ripped out all of his teeth and part of his tongue. tried to do it again but couldn't pick up the gun.

(the planets turned on the tv and had a laugh or two on him.)

we all end up bone, we all end up rot, it's the travels that we take, that make it worth while. we all end up deep, deep under the dirt, it's the things you will see that give life its worth.

there you go, people. good god.

Everything seems obvious Up here (?) Seems that people get along (?)

Tried to hold the fuck on Sick of fingers in my (?) Coming from a (?) (?) same old song At least I don't just sit there At least I don't just nod

Some things aren't so bad Tell me Mr. Positive Why am I so bored? Why am I so sad?

Everything's not shitty(?) (?) (?) quite obvious There must be something wrong with us

(?) And with our skin exposed They will chew us down to bone (?) (?) architects build the fancy homes (?)

(?) (?) shiny things We look at this in a brand new light Because our lives are (?) At least we are alive

(?) (?) (?) With nowhere to go (?) (?) (?) the travels that we take (?) make it all worth while (?) dirt (?) it's the things that you will see

Everything seems obvious Up here above Seems that people get along Seems alot to you alone

Try to hold the fuck on Sick of fingers in my seams Coming from a city Tired of the same old song At least I don't just sit there At least I don't just nod

Some things aren't so bad Tell me Mr. Positive Why am I so bored? Why am I so sad?

Everything's not shitty but people might disagree (?) seem quite obvious There must be something wrong with us

And I'm sick inside now show me (?) And with our skin exposed They will chew us down to bone (?) architects building fancy homes (?)

(?) (?) with shiny things We look at this in a brand new light Because our lives are pretty At least we are alive

(?) With nowhere to go (?) (?) the travels that we take (?) make it all worth while (?) dirt (?) it's the things that you will see

Everything seems obvious Up here above (?) Seems that people get along Seems a lot to you alone

Try to hold the fuck on Sick of fingers in my seams Coming from a city sounds of the same old song At least I don't just sit there At least I don't just nod

(Everything's not shitty)

Some things aren't so bad Tell me Mr. Positive Why am I so bored? Why am I so sad?

Everything's not shitty the prisoners might disagree They sing a song quite obvious There must be something wrong with us

And I'm sick inside now show us you will be covered in hands and with our skin exposed They will chew us down to bone Marching,Flaming architects building fancy homes Any lies i read should have made me prepared for this

Lately all i need you get scratched with shiny things We look at this in a brand new light Because our lives are pretty At least we are alive

Im not a physical being (?) (?) (?) (?) With nowhere to go tried to shot himself dead (?) (?) (?) its the travels that we take that make it all worth while (?) (?) dirt it's the things that you will see

thats what i got so far

if you have this many question marks, why would you even put anything up...?

keereerar's lyrics seem right, and definitely put the song to a whole light of sense

Why would you even post this up if you had no clue about so much of it? It's ridiculous. Wish there was some way to report this crap and get it off of here.

My only problem with keereerar's interpretation is the lines: the plants, the birds might disagree, they sing a tune quite ominous,

I dunno about you but I hear clearly, "The presidents might disagree, they say it's all quite obvious," Maybe I'm wrong, decide for yourselves.