Chubb - Beanbag

He tries hard to be noticed when he’s traveling town

His stereo’s up loud pumping hits to his ego

Traveling to work in the morning he can’t stop yawning

His foot down hard from the light he is screeching from the lights he is off in

a hit

He doesn’t spend much time except with looking at himself

He spends his money on his wife, his dog is his life

He can’t stop yawning so he books the next flight

He is the type that makes you run when you walk

He is the type that will not bother to talk

He saves all his money to spend it today he could not imagine life another way

He yells this is for me he talks nice and loud about the stock he is buying

He doesn’t see that the chef brought the plate that he ordered

Just before when he came to his spot

You know he thinks he can’t be stopped thinks he won’t be popped

Just don’t stand near him you don’t want to be him

And if you did mate, then join his fate

He is the type that makes you run when you walk

He is the type that will not bother to talk

He saves all his money to spend it today he could not imagine life another way

He finishes late at work

His mobile is flat and his car won’t start

On the way he trips in the gutter

His blood clots as he hits the floor

He is the type that makes you run when you walk

He is the ype that will not bother to talk

He saves all his money to spend it today he could not imagine life another way

Jesus now wants you to be more like a big bulb in this damned world