Kill the messenger on delivery. HATE THE PILOT you can't be. Adding insult to injury. Asking for things when you can't reach. Lay the blame and rattle your teeth. It's never your fault. Never disagree. You need somebody to take the stand. Need somebody to reprimand. Here's somebody that you can bleed. Hate the pilot that you can't be. Always quick with a list of demands. Break the line to bite the hand. Dunk your head when you wet your beak. Service unsatisfactory. Need somebody to take the stand. Need somebody to reprimand. Here's somebody that you can bleed when you hate the pilot you can't be. You put on airs and it's getting harder to breathe. The passing lane is always the one on the inside that you can't see. It's got to be a bore to know everything and more with all your secrets to succeed. Here's somebody you can't bleed. Hate the pilot you can't be. You kill the messenger on delivery. When you hate the pilot you can't be.
Track Name: CUT & PASTE
Attention, it gets you. You light up the room. Now they're beginning to swoon. You're so well-versed and rehearsed, so well groomed. You're always right on cue. Can't fake it the stakes are too high. How long does it take to make up a mind? Grand delusions, abusing your turn. I'm still pasting up signs. I ain't cut out for your kind. Garish, don't care-ish. The loudmouths, the lame. It takes one to know one, they say. Run up ahead. Catch the pack leading the way. I'll stay back and stroll with the strays. CUT AND PASTE IT the stakes are too high How long does it take to make up a mind? Sketching conclusions, losing the nerve. I thank you all you've been kind. I just ain't cut out for these times.