Poetry

(big kick on first 'poetry' and then music in on the second)

Yeah, we hear it
Every day
of every month
of every year
We're fed up to here
With your poetry
Sounds like death to our ears
With your poetry

(filler)

Yes you do this to us every time
We expect it like we did before
We believed it when we were blind
I don't care what you say
You're too old anyway
Why can't you just listen to us
take your time to go away

(filler)

You said lots of things to me
Told me to make it like before
Before everything went 'nasty'
You should've told me what I had in store
I hadn't thought about it
I didn't think it existed
But, hell, you must be right
Hell, you must be right

(drum build up/filler)

Yeah, we hear it
Every day
of every month
of every year
We're fed up to here
With your poetry
Sounds like death to our ears
With your poetry

(filler)

Oh, mother in law
Please make it for me like it was before
Make it for me like i'm sure it was for you before
Take your nagging ways and go away
I'm not bothered where you do
I don't care what you do
But please just go away

(filler)

Don't tell me what she says
Ignore the lies she tells you
Ignore the blindness she
Cultivates in you
You let me see so many faces
In oustanding places
Why won't you let me stand on my own
my own, my own

(drum build up/filler)

Yeah, we hear it
Every day
of every month
of every year
We're fed up to here
With your poetry
Sounds like death to our ears
With your poetry
Sounds like death to our ears
With your poetry

(solo)

(quiet again)

Let me get this straight
You think you're moving in
Don't believe a word of it
No, you're not moving in

(up to music)

If I can help it
You're not moving in
If I can help it
You're not moving in
If I can stop it
I won't let you move in
If I can't stop it
Then please don't move in
Please don't move in

(drum build up/filler)

Yeah, we hear it
Every day
of every month
of every year
We're fed up to here
With your poetry
Sounds like death to our ears
With your poetry
Sounds like death to our ears
With your poetry

(filler, same music level)

Oh why can't you see
When we act infront of you
Oh why do you refuse to see
The problems that come from you
oh why do you think that you're welcome
Why do you think that you're welcome here

(filler)

Yeah, we hear it
Every day
of every month
of every year
We're fed up to here
With your poetry
Sounds like death to our ears
With your poetry
Sounds like death to our ears
With your poetry

(filler)

Out of my house
I'm telling you now
I've had enough
Of you in my house

(filler)

Go on, get out
Before I throw you out
Go on, get yourself out
Before I throw you out

(filler)

Yeah, we hear it
Every day
of every month
of every year
We're fed up to here
With your poetry
Sounds like death to our ears
With your poetry
Sounds like death to our ears
With your poetry

(repeat to slow fade)