Butchies Lyrics
"Forget Your Calculus"

forget your calculus who will forget us maybe everything
is meant to last bones and articles of clothing pass
buried underneath the line and grass directions South
or North my compass broke from course bury underneath
the line and dirt (fools know more than gold it's written
fools) you wanted it you got it
(yeah) what is the world to you treasures and oooolllldddd
rocks what will we leave behind who will remember us
(they say it's fake the archaeology of lives i leave mine for you)