Unscripted Moment - Propagandhi

We describe the sensation

As a tearing in our chests and there is

A quality in Freiburg’s father’s

Post-war wail that reaches

Through the world’s worst speakers

And beseeches

Anyone who happens by

On their way to somewhere else

Clicking through the endless screens

For the garbage on the shelves

Reflections of ourselves

To consider the cost of all this shit we seem to think

Will fill our perforated souls

We’re more hole than human being

Can’t wash away that stink

13 billion years in the making

A live, unfiltered moment

An unscripted encroachment

Upon the province of routine evil

Of all-too-human people

So pious, so peaceful

So quick to turn on you

Thought I was fucking outta here

Two middle fingers in the air

Then like a mile-wide meteor

He came crashing through my door

That’s just how it goes

And everybody knows

Ain’t too much can be done

All the avarice and greed

And puny human hatreds

That dare to come between two human hearts

I try not to live in fear

I’m truly grateful

For every happy moment here

Upstairs I hear her voice

She’s softly singing

To him and I come undone

Something wicked this way comes

That’s just how it goes

And everybody knows

Ain’t too much can be done