You tired little bird.
Stop flapping your wings and rest.
Come home, build your nest.

Eating whilst on break.
TV off, guitar in hand.
Melody remains.

Pearly white, so tight.
Sitting in rows with helmets.
Two more casualties.

You say tom-ah-to,
I say to-may-to. Who cares?
It's a vegetable.

Grab the red one, Bill!
No no no, look behind you!
Argh! This game is dumb.

One hundred free rocks.
Choose the one to make you smile.
Your jackets' too tight.

Overflowing slums
Squeeze dirt and debris mainstream.
Infiltrate your life.

Robot needs new parts.
Peripherals add to the
digital divide.

Stupid UPS.
You wait for package, and they
come while your at work.

Needles prick your mind.
You lose control and feeling.
Fateful day this is.

La Cucaracha,
Hey wait! Why are we singing
about cockroaches?

Hey, why is it that:
You can scratch an itch, right, but
you can't itch a scratch?

I ate some flowers.
I was told they were minty.
But OH, they were NOT!

People can be dumb.
Not only stupid, but real
idiotic jerks.

Hello my precious.
So warm and fuzzy to touch.
I love you, meatball!

My eyes ache for you.
The pain is unbearable!
Gonna gouge 'em out.

Candy fills you up.
You become fat, overweight.
Better dig your hole.

Drive drive drive, vroom vroom.
Go, stop, gas, slow, monkey howl.
I get paid for this?