Illiterate Lyrics

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You use words that mean some things

Do you know the meaning?

No wonder

Sinus headache's caught you lying

Do you think you're dying?

Do as I said

(Analogy turned eulogy)

I'd rather be

I'd rather be

I'd rather be home

Gutted fish, it's a simple dish

To sit and rot, how you've been taught

Thin milk, spoiled meat

Goats to eat to communal beat

Head's too big for your fat neck

Care to check

Don't waste your time

I'll just sit and stare and ponder

Wait a little longer

When will I leave?

(This bird will fly sometime)

I'd rather be

I'd rather be

I'd rather be home

Gutted fish, it's a simple dish

To sit and rot, how you've been taught

Thin milk, spoiled meat

Goats to eat to communal beat

No sympathy

When you leave

I can't believe

You tell me how to live

No sympathy

When you leave

I can't believe

You tell me how to live

Gutted fish, it's a simple dish

To sit and rot, how you've been taught

Thin milk, spoiled meat

Goats to eat to communal beat

Gutted fish, it's a simple dish

To sit and rot, how you've been taught

Thin milk, spoiled meat

Goats to eat to communal beat

No sympathy

When you leave

I can't believe

You tell me how to live

No sympathy

When you leave

I can't believe

You tell me how to live

No sympathy

When you leave

I can't believe

You tell me how to live

No sympathy

When you leave

I can't believe

You tell me to live