(Listen to "Love in the Apocalypse")

Love in the Apocalypse

I thought I was tapped out until I met you

Now my typewriter taps out a brand new tattoo

My dry fountain pen has a new well of ink

‘Cause I’m high now and well that just helps me to think

You’re the one I’ve been waiting for

You’re crazy and fun and so much more

What can I say, the improvement is drastic

I’m no other way but enthusiastic

My only contention’s this bruise on my pelvis

Despite my intention to move more like Elvis

I’ve hyperextended my inner thighs, my knees are in tatters

Baby you sent me a wicked surprise, my sleep cycle’s shattered

I’ve said it, I meant it, you win the prize, I’m mad as a hatter

But when you suspend me within those eyes, that shit doesn’t matter

You keep me right here, right now, and right on

You make it all clear and show me the con

Yeah the world’s gone to hell and we’ve lost the basket

But they ain’t gonna sell me a premature casket

Just give me one day with those rockin’ hips

I’ll laugh all the way to apocalypse

Yeah the oceans are boiling, the ice shelves are cracked

But you don’t see me toiling, there’s no going back

The rain’s been acidic for a handful of decades

It’s time to admit it, we’ve landed at checkmate

Don’t say you weren’t told, say it’s not true

A switch of the poles is long overdue

We might just need that Ol’ Amazon

It’ll be hard to breathe when those trees are all gone

Progress that we all can see, CEO’s upon their thrones

CO₂ and CFCs gobblin’ up that sweet ozone

Running out of air, running out of water

Seems a bit unfair when every summer’s hotter

The stock scene drops well that’s a real hot topic

The Gulf Stream stops we’ll have some real hot tropics

I know your mood’s up and I don’t mean to spoil,

But SUVs suck, and I’m talkin’ ‘bout oil

Politics and power plays, talking points and rhetoric

Talk tock-tick ‘till End of Days, tossing coin’s a better pick

It’s plain to see the tension ‘tween those fools that lead our nations

And this is not to mention ancient tools of divination

Prophesy and vision, the snake that eats its tail

Late Consumerism, what’s fake is doomed to fail

Pay attention, mind the sages, and do let’s recall

Without exception, through the ages, empires always fall.

Single-minded profit-driven mediated information

Don’t you find it odd we’re giving healthy children medication?

Argue all you want to vaunt our vast intelligence

Reality snaps back to haunt what passed for common sense

Codependent opposites: repression and pornography

Why consider stopping these concessions to technocracy?

Lucrative as they succeed as sanctioned modes of subjugation

Nuclear complacency, power stations, radiation!

Biotech, nanotech, genetic engineering

What the heck, stack the deck, catastrophe is nearing

Geological, biological, pathological, more

Ecological life’s illogical when we’re always at war

The single biggest waste of time, I’ll try here to condense,

Legitimizing heinous crimes, that lie they call Defense

Terror and the War upon it, ironies abound

Submit some more, it’s homophonic, keep surfin’ all around

Call your mother, they can tell when you slumber, where you dwell

My, my, Big Brother’s living well, what’s that number of your cell?

The fastest growing industries are disposal and corrections

The facts are showing what we need: Subversive predilections:

Turn your back, smoke a joint, leave your cube, forget ‘em

Learn the facts, get the point, kill your tube, and let ‘em

Convene the board, call the guard, send the troops, call the cops!

Draw that sword, play that card, strip poker in a tank top

It’s worse than children throwing darts, predictions are chaotic

The curves are falling off the charts, they’re going asymptotic

Pestilence and plague, famine, flood, and fire

Epidemic AIDS, the death toll’s ever higher

Exponential population’s emptying the sea

But you can’t blame copulation, let’s bring it back to me!

I’m pretty stoked you’re on my boat, let’s rock it down the river

We can evoke a harmonic note, don’t knock that shimmy-shiver

I told you my stylus had a new groove to glide

Flash me that smile and I’ll let it all slide

Give me one hit off those fine pheromones

I’ll show you a bit of testosterone

This is better’n opiates you make off them plants

M’own dopamine’s copious, just take off them pants

Anyone got aversion to this manic energy?

Tell ‘em it’s my version of organic chemistry

Premonitions do come true, reactions just confirm it

Well before it lit I knew this match was exothermic

Don’t worry ‘bout forever, ‘cause nobody survives

Don’t wonder why and whether—be glad to be alive!

The facts I will not sugar coat, this prophet on the street

But if you need one final quote, with you my life is sweet.