Texty: Puggy. Dubois Died Today. Out Of Hand.

I don't want to know your name
And i know you will feel the
same way
Yes i know it's going to rain
Some things never change

No i do not have a smoke
And i don't want to hear your
jokes
In fact i'd rather see you bleed
So just let me be

Won't you just get off my back
It's such a simple way to leave
it at that
Or the world will understand
I'm happiest when things get out
of hand

No I will not read your book
And I think you're something of
a crook
How about you get clever and
remember why I like to be free
Free to disagree

Won't you just get off my back
It's such a simple way to leave
it at that
Or the world will understand
I'm happiest when things get out
of hand