Nihilism Song

If you and I are meant to die on separate continents

Let's seize this lovely evening and toast our fleeting consequence

It's taken far too long to realize we are living

In a universe so unrehearsed tomorrow's not a given, oh lord

Oh, life's too short, they say, and some of ours are shorter

Some get thirty years or ten or two to get their shit in order

Why care for money, dear, when we've got all we need?

Oh, if they foreclose all our property we'll find more overseas

Oh, who are we

To sit back and see?