The League of Extraordinary Nobodies - El-P

I just counted in my head how many people in this room

I’m talking to that I would never give the time

Here we are, all being vain and looking at ourselves

In mirrors very closely nodding straight up in a line

All the funny little stories that are told

Are being fueled by what amounts to nothing more than minor crime

But I’m a whore and I’m exploring territory where the party and the pussy

Both are numbered with a dime

I’ve been thinkin' that this frozen glow I’ve chosen

Is a candidate to lead me to a very sudden end

Another room up in the tombs of lovely substance

Where the grave diggers are shoveling that dirt up in her heads

The very fact is that I’m sitting here with zombies talking endlessly

But couldn’t tell you one thing that was said

I get surrounded by the friendliest of strangers

Who would sooner kill themselves than give a fuck if I were dead

I just realized the tragedy of this

Is that her hand is on my leg and she so clearly wants to fuck

And though I’m wired, and I would certainly oblige

I can’t continue getting high and then confusing it for lust

I’m not an angel, but the baggie we unfolded

And just split to give a lick is dripping out me colored rust

And you seem nice but I still hate you for the moment

Cause I’m too smart to be open, this is artificial trust

I’ve been noticing the fact that nothing glorious can happen anymore

We’ve run the gamut of our filth

But here I am again, pretending spontaneity exists with idiots

All lifted out their little gills

Aren’t you disturbed that everything you did tonight is something else you did

already

And its meaning is still nill

And all the people in your presence are just weapons

It’s as simple as the theory that the dying love to kill

Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody

Everybody here is so alive

Oh, what a night

Oh, what a night

Oh, what a night

You would tell me if I was crazy, right?

I’ve been wondering how arrogant it is for me to keep doing the things

That killed so many that we know (Know know know)

I’ve been noticing how quickly motherfuckers have the answers to existence

Just as soon as someone goes

We change the channel for a week or so of cleansing and reflecting on ourselves

But then it’s back to that old show

I hear the cackles of the crowd, they’re laughing at us

And we haven’t even gotten to the part where it’s a joke