Pure Comedy Lyrics - Father John Misty

At six 

For some reason when I go... 

The comedy of man starts like this 

Our brains are way too big for our mothers' hips 

And so Nature, she divines this alternative 

We emerged half-formed and hope that whoever greets us on the other end 

Is kind enough to fill us in 

And, babies, that's pretty much how it's been ever since 

Now the miracle of birth leaves a few issues to address 

Like, say, that half of us are periodically iron deficient 

So somebody's got to go kill something while I look after the kids 

I'd do it myself, but what, are you going to get this thing its milk? 

He says as soon as he gets back from the hunt, we can switch 

It's hard not to fall in love with something so helpless 

Ladies, I hope we don't end up regretting this 

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Comedy, now that's what I call pure comedy 

Just waiting until the part where they start to believe 

They're at the center of everything 

And some all powerful being endowed this horror show with meaning 

Oh, their religions are the best 

They worship themselves yet they're totally obsessed 

With risen zombies, celestial virgins, magic tricks, these unbelievable outfits 

And they get terribly upset 

When you question their sacred texts 

Written by woman-hating epileptics 

Their languages just serve to confuse them 

Their confusion somehow makes them more sure 

They build fortunes poisoning their offspring 

And hand out prizes when someone patents the cure 

Where did they find these goons they elected to rule them? 

What makes these clowns they idolize so remarkable? 

These mammals are hell-bent on fashioning new gods 

So they can go on being godless animals 

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Oh comedy, their illusions they have no choice but to believe 

Their horizons that just forever recede 

And how's this for irony, their idea of being free is a prison of beliefs 

That they never ever have to leave 

Oh comedy, oh it's like something that a madman would conceive! 

The only thing that seems to make them feel alive is the struggle to survive 

But the only thing that they request is something to numb the pain with 

Until there's nothing human left 

Just random matter suspended in the dark 

I hate to say it, but each other's all we got