Matthew Good Band

Well this is it
So where it's at
Monomaniacs
Baby you know it's all we're good for
Drugs for the kids
If the kids are flat
All dressed up to match
Those shit eating grins look effortless
And if there's nothing left to die for
And all this our beauty is just decay
And if there's nothing left to fie for
Then you and me,
Let's go out going all the way
Well this is it
So where it's at
Megalomaniacs
Baby you know it's all we're good for
Those missile men