chances are we'll die from cancer (2010)

i know you're looking for more than this
still, wait for me as i take a piss
over the midnight of the california tremor

chances are we'll die from cancer
still, hold me closer tiny dancer
before the cast and crew go home

smile, the shit storm is passing along
and no one notices us choking
must be god up there joking

laughing off his wrinkly old ass
as coffee prices rise and shit storms pass