What in the hell is wrong with The deranged should be caged, what is wrong people? It must be them, you see that it couldnt be me? Where their road ends, thats where begins
a giant 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 enhances my
But me order three orders of buffalo wings When I would normally have 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 I find myself bobbing my head to a mediocre song When I notice two marginally attractive Parking it to me at the bar Sipping spring water with a of lemon
in the hell 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 road ends, thats where mine begins
And Im to puke a small child sits next to me at the bar But thats 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 worthless attempt at it? And is that why I myself eavesdropping constantly?
Sports bars are the best places to meet you hate Not that Ive met anyone Its just a matter of listening to their And assuming that you them When ofcourse that probably isnt Because I can get along with if I absolutely have to
What in the hell is wrong with The deranged should be caged, what is with people? It be them, cant you see that it couldnt be me Where road ends, thats where mine begins
Oh, here we go a a few tables down, just ordered lunch The guy a basketball tank top is having a veggie burger With fruit instead of fries and his husky date is just having a It must be their date
And what better with rabbit food than ice water a slice of lemon Sometimes I think if I be anyone in the whole world I would be a
No, then I would hate myself than I already do But at least then I could all of these people in the bar Be like me or even make them befriend me
But again I could become one of them And only would I understand the befits Of putting a slice of in ordinary drinking water
What in the hell is wrong with The deranged should be caged, what is with people? It must be them, cant you see it couldnt be me Where their road ends, thats mine begins