Standin' on the corner of   Stuart and the Avenue   Rippin' up my transfer   And a photograph of you   You're a blur on my dead past and rottin' existence   As I stand laughin' on the corner of insignificance      Well destiny is dead   In the hands of bad luck   Before it might have made some sense   But now it's all fucked up      Seasons change as well as minds   And I'm a two faced clown   You're Mommy's little nightmare   Drivin' Daddy's car around      I'm beat down and half brain dead   The long lost King of fools   I may be dumb   But I'm not stupid enough to stay with you      Well destiny is dead   In the hands of bad luck   Before it might have made some sense   But now it's all fucked up      Well destiny is dead   In the hands of bad luck   Before it might have made some sense   But now it's all fucked up      We're all fucked up   You're all fucked up