I seem to be so angry lately. The dogs dug themselves out from underneath our fence today and I nearly came unglued. This was of course after a long day of chores and errands on my day off. They're just dogs. Dogs dig. Maybe it's not anger but some sort of internal frustration. But why?
But on the surface he looks calm and ready,
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting,
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud,
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out,
He's choking how, everybody's joking now,
The clock's run out, time's up, over,
BLOAH!
But on the surface he looks calm and ready,
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting,
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud,
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out,
He's choking how, everybody's joking now,
The clock's run out, time's up, over,
BLOAH!