Split the Pea
Dim wit, two bit
Got a knack for hating it.
You can't touch me
Bleary eyed would be.
I can't take it!
Stake a try or just quit.
You got the guts
So where's your glory?
In your face
What's your story?
I been wading
Deep in gory
But you, you
Split the pea.
Grateful, hateful
Boohoo full of bull.
Cliche so spit
Up away or throw a fit.
Ignorance your bliss
Arrogant mind miss.
You got the guts
So where's your glory?
In your face
What's your story?
I been wading
Deep in gory
But you, you
Split the pea.
Can you see under your
Cataract catastrophe?
Would you be above your
Ambience of dignity?
Umpteen, dump tree
Cadillac of atrophy.
Seems you can't sit
Maybe just the pain of it.
Anthem man's thumb
On your head and then some.
You got the guts
So where's your glory?
In your face
What's your story?
I been wading
Deep in gory
But you, you
Split the pea.