Yes boredom, boredom my friends shall **** us all
With its iron fist of rage that tells us
Go out, do something for gods sake!
And all we can muster up to relpy is
there is nothing to do........Im really bored.
Ah yes boredom, he who is not bored is not a man
Men who do not feel the cold touch of boredom are never truly men
When a man sits at his desk with nothing to do
War, famine, genocide, boredom starts them all
Those thoughts begin to surface when we are bored,
No not I you say, but they do and will, again and again.
But what can we do?
Nothing!
With its iron fist of rage that tells us
Go out, do something for gods sake!
And all we can muster up to relpy is
there is nothing to do........Im really bored.
Ah yes boredom, he who is not bored is not a man
Men who do not feel the cold touch of boredom are never truly men
When a man sits at his desk with nothing to do
War, famine, genocide, boredom starts them all
Those thoughts begin to surface when we are bored,
No not I you say, but they do and will, again and again.
But what can we do?
Nothing!
