Skin Cancer
Everyone’s got skin cancer
Who is to blame?
Do you get angry? Do you get sad?
Do you cry out when they pat you on the back?
Did you imagine it would come to this?
The sun will burn you to a crisp
And guess who we can blame?
Everyone’s got skin cancer
Who is to blame?
Just take off your clothes and dance around
Until the radiation puts you in the ground
Just peel the burnt skin from your flesh
The cockroaches are not impressed
But you won’t hear them complain
Everyone’s got skin cancer
Who is to blame?
Forget the lotions, deny the creams
Just sip your drink and listen to the screams
Just accept that we are out of luck
That as a whole we all are fucked
What a blindingly glorious sun
Who is to blame?
Do you get angry? Do you get sad?
Do you cry out when they pat you on the back?
Did you imagine it would come to this?
The sun will burn you to a crisp
And guess who we can blame?
Everyone’s got skin cancer
Who is to blame?
Just take off your clothes and dance around
Until the radiation puts you in the ground
Just peel the burnt skin from your flesh
The cockroaches are not impressed
But you won’t hear them complain
Everyone’s got skin cancer
Who is to blame?
Forget the lotions, deny the creams
Just sip your drink and listen to the screams
Just accept that we are out of luck
That as a whole we all are fucked
What a blindingly glorious sun