Kick You - Hate Dept.

When I listen to you talk, I don’t understand a think you say

When I look into your eyes, I begin to see why you can’t

You better check with your doctor

You seem fucked up to me

You can’t stop babbling

I don’t have time for you

I sit here struggling, trying to get what you’re mumbling

The fork is in your mouth and the lipstick looks nice on your teeth

Have another Ding Dong

You’re fatter than fat

Stop drooling on my shoes

Or they’re going to kick you

They’re going to kick you

I’m feeling warm;

I want out of here.

I can’t put together a thing you’ve said

I begin to laugh, I begin to imagine my footprints in your head

You better check with your doctor

You seem fucked up to me

You can’t stop babbling

I just want to kick you

Kick

Kick you