[Instrumental intro] [Chorus] Damn, I hate this, it’s so damn bad, Where's the joy? The real… (life)… it’s not that baAaAd. Stupidness with opinions, let’s raise a glass, Laughing at the madness, let them all get passed… (I don’t drink bad moonshine) [Strum a guitar softly, building up] It’s just a storm in my glass… [Vers 1] Politics today, a bag of shit, Thrown between (I don’t know… it’s bullshit), can’t stand it. Fools on the run, with opinions so blind, Like after bad moonshine, they so fucking… BLIND. [Add a snare drum roll to accentuate] Blind [Chorus] Damn, I hate this, it’s so damn bad, Where's the joy? The real… (life)… it’s not that baAaAd. Stupidness with opinions, let’s raise a glass, Laughing at the madness, let them all get passed… (I don’t drink bad moonshine) [Clap hands in rhythm, build energ] It’s just a storm in my glass… [Vers 2] What’s wrong with the world, can’t they see? The beauty in differences, just you and me. A beer and a laugh, that’s where it’s at, But they’re lost in the noise, can’t handle the chat. [Introduce a bass line for depth] [Chorus] Damn, I hate this, it’s so damn bad, Where's the joy? The real… (life)… it’s not that baAaAd. Stupidness with opinions, let’s raise a glass, Laughing at the madness, let them all get passed… (I don’t drink bad moonshine) [Incorporate a keyboard for a bright melody] It’s just a storm in my glass… [Bridge] Scrolling through the mess, it’s exhausting and sad, No one really cares, it’s driving me mad. But it’s easy to turn off, just press that key, [Slow down the tempo for emphasis] And the screen just dies. Finding a real talk, a real friend with opinions not like mine… (love that shit) [Add a soft guitar solo] [Outro] Politics today, a bag of dope… (wait dope what the hell?…) I just grab some weed, take a puff with a friend, That’s opposite me and have a laugh at this moonshine blindness going on. [Fade out with a rhythmic beat] (I just pressed that off key…) Try it and be free. [End with a gentle strum and a soft echo] [End] *crash*
