In Twenty Years or So

What's there to lose For a ghost in a cheap rental suit Clinging to a rock that is hurtling through space? And what's to regret For a speck on a speck on a speck Made more ridiculous the more serious he gets? Oh, it's easy to forget Oh, I read somewhere That in twenty years More or less This human experiment will reach its violent end But I look at you As our second drinks arrive The piano player's playing "This Must Be the Place" And it's a miracle to be alive One more time There's nothing to fear There's nothing to fear There's nothing to fear --- In Twenty Years Or So - Father John Misty