Posehn laments the recent loss of his heroes to death and just generally being horrible people. He also professes re-found love for a certain sci-fi franchise, and manages to rip on a few recent bands like the aging rocker he is. It's personal, silly, profane, dry and screwed up and sometimes all at once.
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