Monday, August 12, 2002

Isn’t anything funny on TV?

Isn’t anything funny on TV?
How come nobody ever visits me?
Got nothing nice to say, and I say it anyway
I like to complain

Got tired of living in the city
I get allergic smelling hay
This house smells funny - so do you
I like to complain

Nothing ever turns out exactly the way I like it
You know I’m not about to take that sitting down
I’d just blow my top if I couldn’t make it stop
I’d rather be the squeaky wheel then another clown

This food looks like you cooked a hairball
This water isn’t wet enough
This song is stupid - so are you
I like to complain