Cosmic Imbecile - Cupcakes

We’re all stinkin' peasants,

So quiet and nonchalant,

Were most definitely old,

Sensitive plans, it’s time to spook the herd.

My mama didn’t raise no ignorant child,

God’s a cosmic imbecile,

My Papa didn’t raise no idiot child,

God’s a cosmic imbecile,

We’re all squirming ants,

Piss poor and super arrogant,

It’s time to spook the herd

Sitting here arguing with the universe,

Could you put your finger on it or was it just much too perverse?

Sitting here arguing with the universe,

Could you put your finger on it, where are you? Are you too clever to figure it

out?

Non believer, blasphemer, uh oh no…