Abattoir Blues

The sun is high up in the sky and I'm in my carDrifting down into the abattoirDo you see what I see, dear?The air grows heavy. I listen to your breathEntwined together in this culture of deathDo you see what I see, dear?Slide on over here, let me give you a squeezeTo avert this unholy evolutionary trajectoryCan you hear what I hear, babe?Does it make you feel afraid?Everything's dissolving, babe, according to planThe sky is on fire, the dead are heaped across the landI went to bed last night and my moral code got jammedI woke up this morning with a Frappucino in my handI kissed you once. I kissed you againMy heart it tumbled like the stock exchangeDo you feel what I feel, dear?Mass extinction, darling, hypocrisyThese things are not good for meDo you see what I see, dear?The line the God throws down to you and meMakes a pleasing geometryShall we leave this place now, dear?Is there someway out of here?I wake with the sparrows and I hurry off to workThe need for validation, babe, gone completely berserkI wanted to be your Superman but I turned out such a jerkI got the abattoir bluesI got the abattoir bluesI got the abattoir bluesRight down to my shoes