I've been sitting waiting thinking
For no other rhyme or reason
About the selfish in existence
And their rather wrong persistence
I've been staring at the sky
Dear god curse them for their lies
But then I stop retract my request I will not be one of them
Cause it's a certain type of issue
And it leads to other types of misuse
And hey, I don't mean to be a bother
But you're not going any farther
This is the end there's no reprise
How dare you criticize
Now come on holy roller
Won't you roll right over me?
Does it help you get to sleep
To think you're riding the world of creeps
Cause you're the only creep I see
Tell me, what color do you bleed?
Well it's a shame
Honey, we all bleed the same
Now come on holy roller
Won’t you roll right over me?