If we could all hold hands on one big circle that’d be cool with me

But I get the sense that you’re a little too intense for your own good

You seem so happy on your knees, sucking thieves

Fellow pests, can’t you see we’ve made fools of ourselves

Crawling up and down the walls of buildings built of burial grounds and fields full of life

All so we can complain, I hate my job, and I hate my neighbor and his dog

Whose side are you on

Red or blue

Black and white

Wrong and right

I’m sorry sir how can I help you

I was a little lost in my head

I’m afraid I can’t answer your question ask anyone in the building besides me