Fuck Pie

When you're hit, turn the other cheek
God always rewards the meek
I believed in that shit when I was young
Then I turned out to be another scam
Now it seems the older I am
The closer I get is to buyin' a gun

Well, you know
I'd set the whole world straight
But I'm too busy
Just getting' by
There's never enough to compensate
So have another slice of Fuck Pie

Back when I was young and naive
I wore my influences on my sleeve
Preached from the safety of my bedroom floor
I tried in vain to steer my peers
From superstition and fears
Only thing I learned was to lock your door

I'm not cynical
I've just seen too much
Sometimes I wonder why I even try
Only choice you got
Is where to eat your lunch
So have another slice of Fuck Pie

So go ahead
Scream and shout
About things you can do nothing about
Get back up
Every time you're knocked down
Well, one day you're gonna see
That all the powers that be
Always make enough crosses to go around

Well, you know
I'd set the whole world straight
But I'm too busy
Just getting' by
There's never enough to compensate
So have another slice of Fuck Pie
So have another slice of Fuck Pie



Credits
Writer(s): Blaine Cartwright
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