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