Death By The Blues lyrics

Don't wanna be part of your bullshit-world I'd rather take a bullet Shots and implants to ashes burn Long live the mullet Go climg back up to the tree Death by the blues In words and deeds It's what I choose Until the reaper I will meet Again each other you praise and blame Which ape will prevail? On that scale with fake and fame Everything is for sale The ticket's only one-way Like horny moths to the flame you are drawn It burns with acrid smoke Rapt in vanity, lowlife-spawn Another soul is sold Laughing out loud