The comments on the last post about anyone Reform-related being hoist by their own petard made me think of this song. Sometimes it's hard not to just agree with The Decemberists that Everything is Awful.
Everything, everything, everything... everything is awful Oh everything, everything, everything ... everything is awful Everything is awful, everything is What's that crashing sound That follows us around? That's the sound of all things good breaking Put your fears to rest You know it's for the best As a choir of angels sings Everything, everything, everything... everything is awful Oh everything, everything, everything ... everything is awful Everything is awful, everything is I know you've worked so hard To hoist your own petard Must be so nice, the point caught in your side Lay down your heavy head It's safer hid in bed And let those voices ring Everything, everything, everything... everything is awful Oh everything, everything, everything ... everything is awful Everything is awful, everything is La la la la la La la la la awful Everything is La la la la la La la la la awful Would you kindly keep it down? La la la la la La la la la awful Just try to get some sleep La la la la la La la la la awful Everything is
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