Sliding Into Oblivion - with Her

Waiting for the cellphone vibration
before the commercials kick in
I have to ask myself
Who ate the frigging moth balls?
Where the hell is accountability?
What's up with all this frivolity?
Where the hell am I supposed to hang my hat now?
 
Listening to the garbage disposal growling
as the icemaker sounds like Tommyknockers
I have to ask myself
Where the hell is palatability?
What's up with all this incorrigibility?
I think I have tapeworms.
Where the hell did all the shopping malls go?
 
My kid thinks he is Rin Tin Tin
and buried his report card in the compost
Where the hell is implausibility?
What's up with all this manipulability?
Where the hell did the furballs come from?
I have a fucking canary
Sliding into oblivion.