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Shock Goodbyes And P45's Lyrics - Artist : Wombats, The
It's the sociopaths that scare me
Not the fall of my local bank At least they're only burning money And they won't be laughing as they're chopping off my hands One day, I'll learn how to box clever And beat the past back in its place I'll never get rid of this false endeavour But I'll wipe the grin off its dirty little face Oh, I'll wipe the grin off its dirty little face Why wait 'til the summertime Just to say goodbye? You're so infuriating (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) Why wait 'til the summertime To hand me a P45? Was I that infuriating? Was I that infuriating? God knows that I don't hate you But one day, I must learn how to And the next, I'll learn exactly how to put up a fight It's not the Illuminati that scares me It's the people further down in the ranks The creatures like you that are so controlling As to lead a God-fearing boy out the devil's pack Why would you lead a God-fearing boy out the devil's pack? Why wait 'til the summertime Just to say goodbye? You're so infuriating (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) Why wait 'til the summertime To deflate my legal high? Was I that infuriating? Was I that infuriating? One day, I'll learn how to box clever And beat the wrongdoers away I'll wear no mask or tight polyester But you can rest assured, I'll be on a little-caped crusade Oh, you can rest assured, I'll be on my little-caped crusade Why wait 'til the summertime Just to say goodbye? You're so infuriating (Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) Why wait 'til the summertime To hand me a P45? Was I that infuriating? Was I that infuriating? (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) God knows that I don't hate you But one day, I must learn how to And the next, I'll learn exactly how to put up a fight |
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