Please Respect Our Decadence
Lydia Tomkiw
Everybody's dying
So we send them flowers
After their funerals
We go out to dinner
And then we try
To forget about it
We're all committing suicide
And everybody points it out to us
Is that coffee you're drinking?
Is that a cigarette you're smoking?
Is that meat you're eating?
Is that air you're breathing?
Have you no self-respect?
No, but we're having fun
Quick, before we drop dead
We don't mind your great concern
But please send flowers instead