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Maple Jean And The Anthropocen

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Maple Jean drives, spit-licked clean And ma and pa crying, once again Ding-dong, life begins Palm fronds, mandarins And I'm coming up Yeah, life's not that bad And I love mum And I don't mind dad Oh my, how she's grown Into her winter coat We must let her go There she goes There she goes And life's not a fuss Yeah, life's pretty rad With her going hard, and happiness stacks Yeah, all these flashing lights Say, "Maple Jean - she's gonna die!" And I don't feel an ounce of pain And my first first thought was "God, what does it mean?" Then I scrolled deep on Wikipedia pages 'Cause I can't find poor Maple Jean Then I find words I hadn't heard in ages Hey, I'm a part of the Anthropocene! There is no God, there is just me I'm the boy from the Anthropocene There is no God, there is just me And now there is no Maple Jean Ding-dong, life wears thin Ding-dong darkness rings Maple Jean and the Anthropocene! Maple Jean and the Anthropocene I didn't mean to break your heart Maple Jean and the Anthropocene I crushed it, and tore it apart Oh, Maple Jean and the Anthropocene Oh God, please, what does it mean? And Maple Jean and the Anthropocene What does this cruel world want from me? (Maple Jean) And I treat myself like a God (And the Anthropocene) But I'm running on low Something's up with my heart (Maple Jean) And I see the little dent in my car (And the Anthropocene) And your blood and your guts Are all over the grass (Maple Jean) And my partner's trying again (And the Anthropocene) And the love that they felt Has now come to an end (Maple Jean) Oh God, please, what does it mean? (And the Anthropocene) And what does this fucked world want from me? Oh, Maple Jean and the Anthropocene I didn't mean to break your heart Maple Jean and the Anthropocene I crushed it, and tore it apart Oh, Maple Jean and the Anthropocene Oh God, please, what does it mean? And Maple Jean and the Anthropocene What does this cruel world want from me?