Things Could Be Worse

Nuclear Arsenal aimed at my head
 Armageddon's around the corner why the hell get outta bed
 Things are all gone wrong and it feels like I'm cursed
 Things could be better and things could be worse
 These kids in the streets kill each other with their guns
 They leave their friends a bloody mess that doesn't sound like fun
 Life is not a movie there's no time to rehearse
 Things could be better and things could be worse
 You could be lying in a ditch, with crows picking at your eyes
 While midgets poke you in the ribs, and pluck hairs off your thighs
 Pollution and smog make it very hard to breathe
 Oxygen tank up my butt, that's probably what I need
 Or maybe I could get a supermodel for a nurse
 Things could be better and things could be worse
 I should be a HAPPY CAMPER and turn the other cheek
 When life is going poopy and the future's looking bleak
 So much gone wrong I could write another verse
 Things could be better and things could be worse