Early Thirties (human-written lyrics)

I'm just Imagining God Like he's in the Matrix Examining all of The weapons he created Choosing the one They'll impale his socialist son with In the future In his early thirties. In his early thirties. In his early thirties. Live in A van Down by The river Take two More pills If the first two Aren't hitting Get shot By a prop gun Accidentally Loaded on set Maybe just Simple cardiac Arrest I'm just Imagining God Like he's horny for bloodshed Examining all of The bombs They've been making Choosing the one To destroy all creation With Isn't it a little early? Feels a little early? Wear The skull Of your enemy Be useful Or go obsolete Garbage dump overflowing Don't you know it? You are disposable, too. You are disposable, too. Feel the grass. On your skin. Gone. Before you know it.. [sigh] Me? I'm just Imagining God Like he's in my face Always crusading The weapons he created Choosing the ones Who get to live And who go into the pit. In their early thirties. In their early thirties.