Life's too short for crying
On your knees
Take a cue from the flying
Debris
Move past the hesitation
Try this new meditation

We're fucked, we're fucked
We've run out of luck
Let's have a party
We're so fucking fucked
Let's have a party

We're fucked, we're fucked
We've run out of luck
But don't be broken hearted
We're so fucking fucked
Let's get this party started

Do the wave, a tidal wave
I'm doing the backstroke through your sadness
Harness the energy
Don't be a slowpoke don't you panic
Turnaround lethargy

We're fucked, we're fucked
Pass along the buck
Let's have a party
We're so fucking fucked
Let's have a party

We're fucked, we're fucked
Okay yeah it sucks
But don't be broken hearted
Holy fuck we're fucked
Let's get this party started

Are we there yet
We're getting warmer
We'll have no regrets
After the storm surge
Take my hand and take a shot
Because damn do you look hot

We're fucked, we're fucked
We have run amok
It's a fucking party
We're so fucking fucked
Keep this party trucking
Planetary sucking
Consequence of fucking
Orgies of trend bucking
Rejection of knowing
Keep the party going
From paranoid foe tricks
To humanoid glow sticks
Release all the stuff
We just can't get enough

("copywrite" 1:05 pm friday august 11 2017)