Oven Bake Letra

You're on top tonight,

I hope you can tell I'm not impressed,
Your buzzing like a bee,
I will spray you with some mortein now,
So you can stop stinging me.

Bless me with your nourishment
And words of wisdom please,
And advice you think you'll let me know,
Cause your so above me,

Tell me you see me in you,
And how you fucked up your life,
Cause I'm bound to make the same mistakes,
I'm standing in your light.

The father the son and the holy toast,
Who are you to say what to believe,
I've got news for your reserved ideals,
My generations free,

Don't put off until tomorrow what you can do yesterday,
One more silly line for you to ponder,
My god's very gay.

And I know its something good you think you've got,
Depressing me infecting everyone,
You're lying and conspiring,
And you don't mean a word,
And I know.