Bubbleprick

There's no jobs anymore
why should I give a damn?
'cause it appears that I need one.

did he kiss your neck?
was he endorsed by a chicken?
Inside his bubble
he'd sell his own mother.

I sold everything
I could find that he had bought you
I swiped his wallet
I pawned his shoes

And if he comes around
there's no tellin' what I'll do.
Do not mistake me
I can be nasty.
Do not mistake me.
Do not mistake me.

And on frozen knees
will he admit he wants you back?
will I let him have you?
if it's less work

There's no jobs anymore
why should I give a damn?
'cause it appears that I need one.