Pregnant boys.
Um...
Everywhere I go,
someone's trying to be my girlfriend's best friend.
I'm trying to pretend I'm relaxed,
but I'm playing castanets with my knees.
I try to be cool and give her space,
but a guy's always there ready to jump right up
and take my place.
Everyone in this room seems to want to make a big fool out of me.
Everybody
open your mouth!
Everybody just say ah!
Everything will be alright
if you play along.
Everywhere I go,
there's someone in a trench coat staring at me.
When I'm not at home,
I'm sure someone's rummaging through my trash.
Whatever could they want from me?
Is it just a part of a giant government conspiracy?
I gotta go see my doctor about this itchy pentagram-shaped rash.
Everybody open your mouth!
Everybody just say ah!
Everything will be alright,
this won't hurt at all.
Everybody get in line!
Everybody turn and cough!
Everything will be alright if you just lay off.
Dictate a memo to myself.
Try to find if I'm the only one at Cartlake Health.
Consult contemporaries,
isn't there some to see?
There really isn't anyone who's in my league.
Every night in the lane,
someone thinks they've got a fine beat on me.
I try to take three
deep breaths as I lock in on my minivan.
Everyone says I'm looking great,
but it's hard to stand
up let alone to try to concentrate.
I wish that everyone that I knew hadn't sold out
to the man.
Everybody open your mouth!
Everybody just say ah!
Everything will be alright, this
won't hurt at all.
Everybody get in line! Everybody turn and cough!
Everything will be alright
if you just lay off.