where have all the good people gone?

I'm finding you unactractive
like most of the women that I meet
you all just make life seem way to dramatic
and then when you die you discover it was nothing like that

where have all the good people gone?
it's harder to recognize this city from
a backwoods incest gathering gong show
and all I know is I feel left alone

for all these years
and all my life
I've come too far
to settle now
and all these people
still think that we are equal
well I have got standards to attend

I will not be a victim of the female race
I will not walk around looking like
it matters much to me if anyone notices me

*i set you as the bar
it's harder than you think
to try and fill your (empty) shoes
so let me buy you a drink
I don't want to be with someone I have to make excuses for
I've got standards to attend

I will not be a victim of the human race
I will not die alone I will not be unfulfilled
*
I will lie awake all night I will try and do things right I will always be here when you need
I set you as the bar and it's harder than you think to find someone with all the good people gone