So What (Warfield Theatre #1, San Francisco)

Die! die! die! die! Scum sucking depravity debauched! Anal fuck-fest, thrill olympics Savage scourge supply and sanctify So what? so what? Die! die! die! die! Die! die! die! die! You said it! Sedatives supplied become laxatives My eyes shit out lies I only kill to know I'm alive So what? so what? Die! die! die! die! Die! die! die! die! So what, it's your problem to learn to live with Destroy us, or make us saints We don't care, it's not our fault that we were born too late A screaming headache on the brow of the state Killing time is appropriate To make a mess and fuck all the rest, we say, we say So what? so what? Die! die! die! die! Die! Now I know what is right I'll kill them all if I like I'm a time bomb inside No one listens to reason, It's too late and I'm ready to fight! So what? now I'm ready to fight!