Farts Are Jazz To Assholes (Dillinger Four)

I kind of feel I've lost the words and the reasons I sit at home, Drinking by myself I get a headache from the things I believe in The simple truths can be so absolute I'll take my chances on the morning paper A little bit of twitching and a workout maybe I've got nothing to say, It's not the first time I don't care, So do your worst 'cause I've got nothing to say, Got nothing to say