(chorus) What in the hell is wrong with people
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The deranged should be caged
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What is wrong with people
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It must be them can¡¯t you see
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That it couldn¡¯t be me
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Where their road ends
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That¡¯s where mine begins¡¦
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There¡¯s a giant hole in my heart
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But all I have to do
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Is fill it up with alcohol
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It closes all the holes
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It hides all my boredom
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And subdues my restlessness
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It enhances my personality
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But makes me order 3 orders of buffalo wings
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When I would normally have just one
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It forces me to bob my head to songs that I really really hate
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And it makes me want to strike someone at the bar
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Who orders 2 waters with lemon
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And once again I find myself bobbing my head to a mediocre song
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When I notice 2 marginally attractive girls parking it next to me at the bar
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Sipping spring water with a twist of lemon
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and I¡¯m ready to puke when a small child sits next to me at the bar
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but that¡¯s ok because to me other people¡¯s kids are fine
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so it¡¯s no surprise that it¡¯s parents are ordering water with lemon
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and a root beer for the child
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do you ever find yourself striving for perfection
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with a virtually worthless attempt at it
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and is that why I find myself eavesdropping constantly
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sports bars are the best places to meet people you hate
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not that I¡¯ve actually met anyone
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it¡¯s just a matter of listening to their conversations and assuming that you hate them
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when of coarse that probably isn¡¯t true
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because I can get along with anyone if I absolutely have to
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oh here we go a couple a few tables down just ordered lunch
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the guy wearing a basketball tank top is having a veggie burger with fruit instead of fries
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and his husky date is just having a salad¡¦it must be their first date
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and what goes better with rabbit food than ice water with a slice of lemon
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sometimes I think if I could be anyone in the whole world I would be a magician
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no than I would hate myself more than I already do
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but at least then I could make all of these people in the bar be more like me
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or even make them befriend me but then again I could become one of them
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and only then would I understand the befits
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of putting a slice of lemon in ordinary drinking water
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Lemon Water
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