What in the hell is with people? The should be caged, what is wrong with people? It must be them, you see that it couldnt be me? Where their ends, thats where mine begins
Theres a hole in my heart But all I have to do is fill it up with It closes all the holes, it all my boredom And subdues my restlessness, it my personality
But makes me order three orders of wings When I would have just one It forces me to bob my head to songs I really, really hate And it makes me want to strike at the bar Who orders two with lemon
And once again I find myself bobbing my head to a song I notice two marginally attractive girls Parking it to me at the bar Sipping spring with a twist of lemon
What in the hell is with people? The deranged should be caged, is wrong with people? It must be them, cant you see that it be me? their road ends, thats where mine begins
And Im ready to When a small sits next to me at the bar But thats to me other peoples kids are fine
So its no that its parents are ordering water With lemon and a beer for the child Do you ever find yourself for perfection a virtually worthless attempt at it? And is that why I find eavesdropping constantly?
Sports bars are the best places to people you hate Not that Ive actually met Its just a matter of listening to conversations And assuming that you hate When that probably isnt true Because I can get with anyone if I absolutely have to
What in the hell is with people? The deranged should be caged, is wrong with people? It must be them, cant you see it couldnt be me their road ends, thats where mine begins
Oh, here we go a couple a few down, just ordered lunch The guy wearing a basketball tank top is having a veggie With fruit instead of fries and his husky date is just having a It must be their date
And what goes better with rabbit than ice water With a of lemon Sometimes I think if I be anyone in the whole world I would be a
No, then I would myself more than I already do But at least then I could all of these people in the bar Be more like me or even them befriend me
But then I could become one of them And only would I understand the befits Of putting a of lemon in ordinary drinking water
What in the hell is with people? The deranged should be caged, is wrong with people? It must be them, you see that it couldnt be me Where their road ends, thats where begins