Straight lines Uncle Outrage

If we walk in straight lines
You know we'll never get there
Backbone by my side
Because you know that I don't play fair
We walk these roads
All along painting fences
Machines that we think
Can stop the nightmare

I met a man outside work
He said he was just twenty years old
Wanted to know wher me and my friends
Go out when we're bored
Follow me, I said please
It's a month and cookin'
But it ain't free
Goddamn me
It's already lookin'
Oh, brother don't you hate me
I want to die today
Oh, brother don't berate me
I decided this a long time ago
I just want to sleep