I am sick of you Expecting me to do All those puny ingratiations You know I am a terrible patient I am barely alive Ever since my daddy died And I've been searching for my own little babies To misbehave and betray me I tie one onto all the others And say a soggy toast to all my drunken brothers They've got organizations of a people Like me with stupid preoccupations Stupid preoccupations Stupid preoccupations We know y'all are all innocent I'm just bitching at your expense And the price for cockiness is worth swiping Yes, it's primal griping Yes, I am nearly reformed So don't say that you weren't warned 'Cause when I break into that smile that is aching It may be too ugly to look on Hallelujah for the ghosties And all those scary monsters under the boiling seas They've got organizations of a people Like me with stupid preoccupation Stupid preoccupations Stupid preoccupations