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Sometimes I feel like I apologize so much
it's jive it's a crutch
I just when I'm judged
Bein' fudged by a face I erase and can't see
'Cause I misplaced a dossier or Python CD
Or somethin' stupid like
But Jesus is so bad
To my ego go splat
Like a tire flat
Or fat on a big Mac
I'm bein'
Tit for tat
You bureaucrats
You can just apologize

But I don't when it comes and it goes
All the and the lows
In this motionless
Iee and I die fadin' straight away
Iee ieei and I cry every day
I don't know what to say

I'm for the mess
The way I'm dressed
I I failed my test
Oh don't you I'm sorry for my views
I musta been
And yet you know that really I'm for you

Well now I don't mean to offend,
Just
you're female and you're fenced in and
Phen to no end
And no zen guide to men will help you off the brethren
And then the pen
And better the oxygen network
Or the sword or the or the fork
Or the pork-fed horde
a mooring post
The whore you'll miss the most when away
When you're in PA
some play from Backstage
That deals with and race and gays and
Relationships and
And then you're like "hey yay you say?
I can sing my troubles away?"
But then fucked
'Cause you gotta a buck
And the world sucks
And like a lame duck
That's lyin' dyin' to sell out
But there's no one buyin' and there's all this
And you can and dream and scream and shot
But life's affliction is the fiction of Faust

But I don't when it comes and it goes
All the highs and the
In motionless psychosis
Iee ieei and I die fadin' away
Iee ieei and I cry every day
I don't what else to say

I'm for the time
The stupid way I
I knew I shoulda chose a life of
I'm for my blues
I it's all old news
And yet you know that I'm sorry for you

I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm
I also this apology
ideology of sorry
In part of the liberal theology leading us to hari-kari
It's like a mythology,
a malingering ghost
As we slowly
in the grave of the polls
Cryin' for Senator Wellstone and proceeding to moan
At our own sabotage of the elections at home
"Oh somebody phone
The people have spoken!"
Now is certain?
Maybe those nice Midwestern folks were jokin'
In any case there's no use in dopin' mopin' and sobbin'
on you disheartenin' dobbins
Sayin' is my problem
So to
I'm a little of a
So it's for me to have to allude
To all rude crude verbal baggage
But I manage 'cause I'm a savage
I may listen to greatest hits
And try to my hissy fits with pride
Won't get my dyed
But oh the onus of all the time
I don't say, "die motherfucker!"
But I wouldn't if you did
Sometimes even the nice ego has to override the id
And so I flip my lid my crib
And get out of this bind
You can hear on my lips but you don't know
in my mind

I'm for the mess
The way I'm dressed
I guess I failed my
Oh you know I'm sorry for my views
I been confused
And yet you know really I'm sorry for you

I'm for you I'm sorry for you
I'm