Babe

Babe Baby Babe God damn And our choice exits stage left The indiscretion of a generation has cleft our will Rendering everyone autonomous and boring Adhering, depressing, confusing And choosing to make everything inherently unjust I don't feel represented, but I still lust And anyone straying feels the crack of the whip And hashing and shooing while cleaving our lips, babe Babe Baby Babe God damn Oh, I don't know why I love it when you call me babe Babe Baby Babe God damn