You never like my cooking You said my roast was dry You wouldn’t eat my lasagna You won’t touch my cherry pie If you don’t munch on something I’ll get another guy
I do everything you ask me to What T F is wrong with you? I’m loyal and I’m pretty too What T F is wrong with you? A bigger fool I never knew What T F is wrong with you?
You never liked my family You said my dad was dirt You came to brunch on Sunday But you didn’t bring your shirt If my brothers ever see you They’ll fill you up with hurt
I do everything you ask me to What T F is wrong with you? I’m loyal and I’m pretty too What T F is wrong with you? A bigger fool I never knew What T F is wrong with you?
You never do the dishes You never mop the floor You think that I’m your maid You think that I’m your whore You said you need direction So, buddy there’s the door
I do everything you ask me to What T F is wrong with you? I’m loyal and I’m pretty too What T F is wrong with you? A bigger fool I never knew What T F is wrong with you?
Teacher says my kid is bad
Pinching girls and punching boys
Says he’s quite the lively lad
Busting heads and breaking toys
I gotta raise the feller right
I can’t tolerate no sass
Every time the school calls
I always beat his little ass
He must’ve got that from his friends
Or else he seen it on tv
He didn’t learn that stuff from me
This is a sick society
Police got my boy downtown
For smashing glass and taking beer
I guess I’ll get another round
Before I sneak on outta here
I’m ashamed that he’s my son
That ain’t the way that he was taught
We all like to have our fun
But only idiots get caught
He must’ve got that from his friends
Or else he seen it on tv
He didn’t learn that stuff from me
This is a sick society
Wheel of fortune
Rollin on
My dreams
Gets me so exasperated
Deeds and outcomes
Ain’t related
Sooner or later
Life’ll kick you
In the ass
No one is immune
Nobody
Gets a pass
Everybody got a reason
To be angry
But angry
Won’t feed your chickens
Angry hurts
And angry sickens
Sooner or later
Life’ll kick you
In the ass
No one is immune
Nobody
Gets a pass
Just try to do
Your best
Cuz fickle
Fate don’t give a damn
So cherish what
Is beautiful
And take it like a man
Sooner or later
Life’ll kick you
In the ass
No one is immune
Nobody
Gets a pass
Got money in my pants
Got a shiny new car
Got tickets to a dance
Got a seat at the bar
Got everything I earned
From all the work I do
But I never ever learned
That I just needed you
I’m a boat without a sail
I’m a light without a lamp
I’m a letter in the mail
That ain’t got no stamp
I’m a fool without a plan
Darling, can’t you understand?
I’m a rinky dink shadow
Of a man
I’m tearing up the town
I’m breaking all the rules
And I’m rollin all around
With a mighty bunch of fools
Got all my crazy pals
Got a million things to do
Got a thousand horny gals
But I just need you
I’m a boat without a sail
I’m a light without a lamp
I’m a letter in the mail
That ain’t got no stamp
I’m a fool without a plan
Darling, can’t you understand?
I’m a rinky dink shadow
Of a man
escaping
pain and pity
i lit out
for the city
and ran
away from home
sometimes a body
gotta roam
I just wanted to be free
Thought I had to make a mark
But this city ain’t for me
Flying home in the dark
enchanted
by the light
i didn’t foresee
an endless night
had enough of
snow and ice
going back where
folks are nice
Won’t you please deliver me
From all the jackals and the sharks
Lord knows this city ain’t for me
Flying home in the dark
You can send a man to war
Make him watch his buddies die
Don’t even say what they died for
You can even make him cry
You can cut all his rations
Down to the nitty-gritty
But the last thing a man wants
Is pity
You can send his job away
Cut his salary in half
You can abuse him every day
You can have yourself a laugh
You can take away his home
And brutalize his city
But the last thing a man wants
Is pity
Take the country that he loves
And starve it half to death
You can give his heart a shove
You can steal his dying breath
You can trample on his pride
And make his whole world shitty
But the last thing a man wants
Is pity
I met a man
Who laid some bricks
He knew about
A million tricks
The people loved
His fancy streets
But I prefer
The grey concrete
Don’t wanna hear about the things you did
Don’t bother me if you got stuff to share
Everything that I don’t like is stupid
Don’t waste my time. I really just don’t care
I met a man who
Who looked at stars
And tried to guess
Just what they are
But that didn’t do
A thing for me
Or take me where
I wanna be
Don’t wanna hear about the things you did
Don’t bother me if you got stuff to share
Everything that I don’t like is stupid
Don’t waste my time. I really just don’t care
A gal I knew
Was brave and free
Embraced life with
Vitality
Did not take much
Sense to see
She was not the
One for me
Don’t wanna hear about the things you did
Don’t bother me if you got stuff to share
Everything that I don’t like is stupid
Don’t waste my time. I really just don’t care
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