Album: Kinky
I go to the beach to catch a little sun
You see me before I get a chance to run
You ask me
Dave, where have you been?
How come I only get your phone machine?
The answer should be obvious to anyone
I told you more times than I care to recall
I'd get more reaction talking to a wall
It's no crime to be dum
Just don't parade it for everyone
And act like you're such a goddamn know it at
You know nothing at all
Your friends call you shit for brains
You're full of shit, that might explain
But I think it's even less your head contains
I go to the beach to catch a little sun
You see me before I get a chance to run
I only feel contempt for you
You and your room temperature IQ
Well, look at you, you're just a big black hole of fun
You need a brainscan to convince me you're not dead
You need a brainscan and hope they learn to transplant a head
Brainscan, brainscan
I don't know how, how you survive
I don't know how, how you survive
I don't know how you, you're alive