I'm neither for nor against apathy

Pessimist

When people say "Good Morning"
To them I'd like to say:
"What's so bloody good about it,
It's just another day."

But I smile and nod my head,
More often then as not.
I smile and to myself,
I say "Yes, he's talking rot."

What's so good about today?
It's just a bloody curse.
What's so bloody good about it?
It's damned well getting worse.

Just look at your good sky,
Yes, look in the south.
You tell me they aren't rainclouds-
Just open your bloody mouth!

Good morning is what was said,
That's damned optimistic.
Well I opened my eyes,
And I'm pessimistic.

II

You think of today,
Yes, how good it's going to be.
I think of tommorow,
Bloody miserably.

You wish you were older;
I wish I wasn't born.
You'll wish you were young,
When I'll be growing lawn.

People make a place,
People make a dump.
Go find a building,
Go and bloody jump

Yes, go and find a church,
Go, jump off the steeple.
This place would be great,
If it weren't for all the people.

What are you so happy for?
Don't give me that smile of ooze.
Because in the game of life,
We're all going to lose.