Door You don't have to wait in line But you do it all the time I'd be happy to pay the fine My decision's not a crime Get out of my face I don't
Communication seems deflected I'm not entirely sure if they can speak It couldn't really be expected For them to have a grasp of basic speech Always
you really want to End up being nothing but a boring prat All you seem to do is hand around You're a parasite, call it what you like You're a parasite
