Songtext von Pipeline

Badlees, The The unfortunate result of spare time The unfunny Just be clever for clever's sake Starin' at the ceiling into shadow-fakes The circle-smokes in the ladies room Only got you as far as the roles assumed A glimpse of the perfect crime is just a reverie away Whadaya say we hang there A while for expediency's sake? And fantasize the great demise of the unfunny Cut and dry, we'll bid good-bye to the unfunny Their personality inspires like a five pound bag of fertilizer Like living in a house with fifteen cats You're unaware of the stench when a line goes flat A glimpse of the perfect crime is just a reverie away Whadaya say we hang there a while for expediency's sake? And fantasize the great demise of the unfunny Set 'em up, we'll drink a cup to the unfunny