Human Compost from City Lights by Electric Note

Blue skies on to infinity, endless

Nothing changes
What a waste
We are human compost

Nothing ever fixed, don’t expect improvement
Everyone’s so friendly, they never include us

Nothing changes
What a waste
We are human compost

You will miss it when it’s all destroyed
Will you sing this song after the war?
When the bombs fall, it will all be rubble
You will miss it when it’s gone

Nothing changes
What a waste
We are human compost

Not sure what I’m doing here
Why you want me around
Crucify me, well here’s your new religion; decomposition, pointlessness, meta-tabolism
Use me up so you can have more nice things, in the future
Give me nothing in return
Flower, rotting in the sun
Human compost

• Death Rock
• Post-punk
• Punk
• Punk Rock
• psychedelic punk
• science fiction music
• Yokkaichi