If life has a purpose could you please tell me?    I was just wondering what it could be    No one seems to know, everyone's lost    How many more lives is it gonna cost?       Why, oh why do we feel this way?    Always turning to drugs to make it seem ok    That's not the way to spend your day    When the shit hits the fan you'll get blown away       So let's stop and pretend that it's ok    It won't stop until we face our problems today    But who cares? Cause it'll soon be over anyway       Everybody has to talk trash to make them feel right    That's the thing to do cause it makes you seem bright    Don't you worry, I'm not being sarcastic    No, seriously, that is fantastic       Why don't we all take a trip to the funny farm    Or maybe down to the bar to get ourselves shmarmed    Our world's about to end    (Our world's about to end)