one of these days,
when i am walking all alone,
i will come upon my destiny,
i will trip over it,
and fall flat on my face,
and i will not even care,
for the world does not care for me,
i bite my thumb at them,
i fly little birdies over to their tables,
i pick my nose after them,
i fire their cars on lights,
i run the glue down their pants,
so they will stick to their chairs,
and i wait to see their pain,
to see them laugh,
when it’s not funny,
and i laugh too,
so ha ha ah ah,
all you little ignorant teachers,
you said i would never amount to anything,
so ha ha ah ah

never ending