Hey mister, elevate that mind into a blister
You might need to rest up or
pump that chest up
Because that mental is fading,
ego, you overplayed it
You buster
You just can't be trusted
The drama, your mama must
have really been disgusted
But you got no clue
Always screaming everybody owes you
Well, kid, I never did
And never will
Dunkin' punks when bringing
all the funk in
Knowing you, man,
you're probably not thinking
Got you lip-syncing
There it goes, flying
Over their head, you'll be crying
Lying in your death bed
Now you're just a reject
(reject)
You point your finger at Micky D's
Just to gain a little respect
But you got no clue
Always screaming everybody owes you
You need to drop that freak
in' ego before you crash
Before the headlights are simply glaring
in your eyes and you're goin' down
What's the matter with the
life that you're leadin'
When you're bleedin' everyone's
thinking how much they hate you
It's not too late, dude,
just that time for you to zip up that grill
Take a deep breath, look around,
ain't nobody left
Just a target, bullseye
Still you walk around like a clown
in a forcefield
See I'm not crazy,
you're the one who's crazy
Institution bound to be the only way
that we can even solve this
Had about as much as I can take
So do yourself a favor
Clunk
There's certainly some distortion
in there (what?)
Certainly some distortion in there
I can't hear you, I've got
distortion in my ear
A thought just came to me while watching
you and the guys play that
Um, the distortion feels, the sounds,
like anguish or frustration
Like trying to thread a needle with,
with, thread
And you, you keep trying
Can you thread a needle
with a piece of rope?
And I wonder,
I wonder if that's what happened
The kids were getting the guitars
And they were trying so hard
And they wanted to play
like their favorite singer
They just couldn't bring it off,
so they turned it up louder just to
Because even your face got red and
And the expression on your
face was that of
Of sheer frustration, or anger, or just
What do you feel when you play this
distortion on there?
Um, what I feel when I play dis
tortion like that is
I'm venting my anger
I'm letting it all out without any reservations or politeness,
or, you know
I'm no longer trying to
please anyone
I'm trying to please me,
trying to get myself off
That's, that's a form of honesty,
isn't it?
I suppose