Dot.Organ - Baby Wants Lyrics

Let's sit around and talk about our emotions
We'll write songs about our ex-boyfriends and girlfriends
Let's sing about our solemn aspirations or is it asshole-spirations?
I wanna hear about you as a child with your dysfunctional family
It entertains me
It jerks tears from my eye
Let's hear how you're the lonely and the only one
Who can see life for what it is
Well, baby wants its bottle too
Well, baby - just maybe - we all have insignificant problems
Baby, baby girl, tell me the problems of the world
Well, baby boy, show me your pea heart
And if you're stupid let me spell it out for you
This is not not not the thing to do
You're a prodigy, you're better than me; you're smarter, cooler, higher
You see it all clearer, you've smoked more cigarettes
You've drank plenty more beers, your brain is glazier
Your sperm swim slower
So lock up your daughter, her ovaries are worn
On her sleeve
But these things make them hipper than me
Your pants are tighter, your hair longer, you've grown a moustache and/or a beard
You've got black rimmed glasses
You're as boring and as predictable as this chord progression
Your motives are vain, your actions gluttonous
You've got nothing more to live for
Than parading around and peacocking yourself
And consuming as much as your enormous mouth can take
You're a prodigy, you're better than me, you're an effigy
You're a walking sodomy; you're a pain in the ass
You're an effin' a'