Lyrics

Just out of mere naive curiosity Did you really have to go and off the referee I do admire your skill and your accuracy But would you mind and spare the rest of the community Now Now the score is even but what are the odds I swear i saw a silhouette step out the fog I know you speak in maths but no longer think You wrote the Good Book with your blood and disappearing ink I'm grateful for your time and generosity But did you really have to go and off the referee Drunk on fear You've been musing for the King Of Born-Dead Dreams I'm tired of playing along Bottle up your tears ship them overseas Please tag it as product of the whinery At time I shut my eyes the key breaks in the lock That's when i see your Silhouette etched out in chalk I guess we're all entitled to a little slack After all the drama caused end the heart attacks Loud and clear You've been musing for the Queen Of Sour & Sweet I'm tired of messing around Here Bottle up your tears ship them overseas Please tag it as product of your whinery At time I shut my eyes the key breaks in the lock That's when i see your Silhouette etched out in chalk I guess we're all entitled to a little slack After all the drama caused end the heart attacks Now Drunk on fear You've been musing for the King Of Born-Dead Dreams I'm tired of hanging around here Loud and clear You've been musing for the Queen Of Sour & Sweet I'm tired of messing around Here