Food for Thought Lyrics

I overheard a lady on the phone at work
Her son had just killed himself
And she said, "Man what the fuck
Do you expect? The kids these days are so depressed,"
And she thought she knew a lot 'bout growin' up;
Things change, things change
and I thought, What a nice topic for a restaurant
How's that food for thought?
Some people just crave sympathy
And they should have a license to breed
'Cause man there are so many,
Man there are so many