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