Here's Your Stage

grubby little fingers

dirty little minds

your mouth is a dead ringer

for the shit I left behind

don't want to deal with your drama

why don't you straighten up your act

it's disheartening your mama

didn't teach you any tact

go on and move out of my way

I've got far better things to do

than to listen to you say

the whole wide world spins for you

the galaxy's made up of stars

I guess I could take another look

but based on Jupiter and Mars

I think your values overbooked

not to say that you're unloved

most mamas refuse to eat their baby's

but when you're involved

I'll rest assured that that's a maybe