Henchlock

Too much information, maybe
Discipline
So much aggravation, baby
It's a drag
Too much hesitation, maybe
I'm feeling low
Without complications, baby
Without woe, yeah

I got concentration, baby
In my eye
It's a fetid nation, maybe
It's a drag
An abomination, maybe
But I won't cry
Without complication, baby
Without woe, yeah

Let's have compensation, baby
For your crimes
Evil men still living
But they are fine
It's an evil nation, baby
Death and dying
Looking out the window, baby
It's on fire, yeah

Where is that cup of tea?
We all want cups of tea while we sit around

It's an easy living, baby
When you're dying
On an empty stomach, maybe
But feeling fine
Holler when you're yonder, baby
What's it like?
Often we do wonder, baby
About the afterlife, yeah