feeling so frustrated even antiquated 'cause you can't update me if i'm overrated you fly off the handle wait till i'm not there if you will fly off the handle wait till i'm not there 'cause i will talk maybe you will listen but you won't hear a single word i say i will talk you will listen we have a house where i'm in your hair i'll go spare and leave you happy there
She said, she said
'you don't know shit,
Because you've never been there'
She turned upon him,
Took him by the hair
Spun him round about,
Laughing as he fell about,
Sat down for a drink
In her father's favourite chair
Kill your television