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alex ebert - no jokes left lyrics

no jokes left lyrics
[chorus]
what keeps me going when the world like this
i don’t know i guess i’m holding on to something like hope i guess
what’s a dream if you’re never really woke but death
pardon me i’m just laughing cause there’s no jokes left

[verse 1]
hey, is it too late to not not give a f+ck?
the planet is hot my brain is rotting my p+n+s is shriveling up
i’m stuck in the house i’m stuffing my mouth i haven’t seen humans in months
wait, if this isn’t acid this is my last trip, life is a terrible drug
psychedelic sh+t, everything i know is irrelevant
now that you mention it
h+rny and cеlibate
my d+ck is irrelevant, facеtime is the closest that we will ever get
to tell you the truth my brain got no room for a pink ass elephant
twisted like good rope, hung like good folk, it’s all relatives
swinging from the branches of the government, woah

[verse 2]
hey, i’m so woke i forgot to dream
it was something about the top of a mountain
sh+t, tighten the noose, it slips my memory
black blood is raining like it’s entertainment
and it’s all a nightmare to me
the future called, it wants 20/20 backn if we can n+z+/not see
[verse 3]
so woke we forgot to dream
(this is an awkward scene)
look, i like categories as much as the next fantasy
but, paging dr. king
look, unity is soon to be written in an obit
and the only thing to get us together is covid? (trash)
hi i’m not violent but my words are loaded
can i borrow sugar to coat ‘em? (mask)

[chorus]
what keeps me going when the world like this
i don’t know i guess i’m holding on to something like hope i guess
what’s a dream if you’re never really woke but death
pardon me i’m just laughing cause there’s no jokes left

[verse 4]
today aristocrats chanting “good vibes only”
while the hood dies slowly
in the periphery (who wants to see misery)
peasants be bumming my pleasantries
create realities with new age recipes:
“get poor people out my sp+ce“
crystals and salads and magic midwifery
this is a symphony + we are all tiffany (face)
this is how victory look, this is the system when shook
power the people, the winners are writing the history books
f+ck all the versus for good, forever we singing the hook
sorry i’m late i was pressing my luck
is it too late to not not not not give a f+ck? uh…
the pendulum swings from awful to dumb
and we have to sit there, and let them think they won
and they tend to win nothing but sentiment
100 percent of the time, not enough to commit them to penitence
so it swings by empathy, elegance, righteousness, grace +
all made irrelevant, wisdom replaced
with a limitless innocence…
now citizens, feminists to gentlemen
left to right, i propose we act like night is eminent… ah!
[chorus]
what keeps me going when the world like this
i don’t know i guess i’m holding on to something like hope i guess
what’s a dream if you’re never really woke but death
pardon me i’m just laughing cause there’s no jokes left

[bridge]
what keeps me going, what keeps me going
what keeps me going, what keeps me here
what keeps, what keeps me going
what keeps me going, what keeps me going

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