DMV1

Lyrics

Verse 1]
Friends I know a place
Where time stands still
With lines to stand in
And forms to fill

Take a number, grab a seat,
Did they call my number?…no, that's not me.
Is time even real? I start to have doubts.
Oh look, the card reader is out. (Cash only?!)

[Chorus]
Which form here will end my suffering?
Is there a window for existential buffering?
If patience is a virtue, then I’ve got none,
I GOT 99 PROBLEMS AND MY ID'S ONE

[Verse 2] (slightly slower, creeping dread)
Do you accept my tears as ID?
Or do you also need my sanity?
Clock’s spinning, they’ve called 308—
Oh wait, that’s not me… guess I’ll wait. (Like I have a choice!)

The printer jams, the clerk just sighs,
A toddler screams, my spirit dies.
My mom has called about 5 times.
Someone please MOVE THESE LINES!!!


[Chorus]
Which form here will end my suffering?
Is there a line for soul-recovering?
I had a plan, I had a goal
Now, I just want to GO HOME!

[Regualr talking voice]
When Lucifer was cast down from heaven, he founded the department of Motor Vehicles. Those who joined him became the soulless employees of the DMV.
They torment the souls of mortals, by making them waste their lives in endless lines and confusing them with maddening policies.... that make NO SENSE.

[Bridge] (building intensity)
DMV’s a time warp, where times an illusion.
But nobody here has any solutions.
Where clocks exist just to mock you
This is the ultimate, proverbial "fuck you"


[Chorus]
Which form here will end my pain?
They're all a blur, they're all the same.
Do I close my eyes and just asscend?
Or wait in endless lines and make some new friends!?

[Outro] (slow and dramatic)
The DMV… it’s part of life’s test.
An ancient rite… a bureaucratic quest.
Only the few, the strong survive....
Take a number.... get in line.


(In the distance)
I've been here for hours....