Lyrics: Have A Nice Life. Woe Unto Us.

They are kneeling on my back in Connecticut.
And I watch for signs, but I just hurt my neck.
I believe, believe, that you?re the God of Abraham.
And you?ll strike me dead, but in the end, what the fuck do I care?
We can never be alone.
There?s a restlessness in our bones.
Because what if decide
that my life has been a waste?
So woe be unto us.