Geek Lyrics

It's always the same affair
But who really cares for God's creations?
His amputations?
The tight assed mom and dad got a lot to say
They stick their nose into every game we play
Who is that there on the kitchen floor
We'll soon find out that he doesn't have a clue no more
It's always the same affair
But who really cares for God's creation
His reservation
It's likely to fall through air
And sometimes it's fair to God's creations
His amputations
Down, down in the basement of our cares
There's always a place under the stairs
Like life isn't something every time
Like, like is an affection that is mine
(fade out)