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Sometimes I feel like I apologize so much
That it's jive a crutch
I used when I'm judged
Bein' fudged by a I can't erase and can't see
'Cause I misplaced a dossier or Monty CD
Or somethin' like that
But Jesus is so bad
To my ego go splat
a tire goin' flat
Or fat on a big Mac
I'm attacked
Tit for tat
You fuckin'
You can just apologize

But I don't know it comes and it goes
All the and the lows
In this motionless
Iee ieei and I die straight away
Iee ieei and I cry waking day
I don't know what to say

I'm sorry for the
The stupid way I'm
I guess I my test
Oh don't you know I'm for my views
I musta confused
And yet you know that really I'm for you

Well now I don't mean to offend,
Just
When you're female and fenced in and
Phen to no end
And no zen guide to men will you fend off the brethren
And the pen appears
And better the oxygen network
Or the sword or the spear or the
Or the pork-fed horde
It's a post
The whore you'll miss the when you're away
When in Snowshoe PA
some play from Backstage
That deals AIDS and race and gays and
Relationships and
And then like "hey yay what'd you say?
I can just sing my away?"
But you're fucked
'Cause you gotta make a
And the whole world
And like a lame duck
That's lyin' dyin' tryin' to out
But there's no one buyin' and there's all this
And you can preen and dream and scream and
But your life's affliction is the fiction of

But I don't know when it comes and it
All the highs and the
In this psychosis
Iee and I die fadin' straight away
Iee ieei and I cry waking day
I don't know else to say

I'm for the time
The stupid way I
I knew I shoulda chose a life of
I'm for my blues
I know all old news
And yet you know really I'm sorry for you

I'm sorry I'm I'm sorry I'm sorry
I also this apology
ideology of sorry
In part of the liberal theology that's us to hari-kari
It's like a mythology,
Like a malingering
As we decompose
Writing in the grave of the
Cryin' for Wellstone and then proceeding to moan
At our own supposed sabotage of the at home
"Oh somebody phone
The American people spoken!"
Now is certain?
Maybe those nice Midwestern folks just jokin'
In any there's no use in dopin' chokin' mopin' and sobbin'
Come on you disheartenin'
sorry is my problem
So to
I'm a of a prude
So it's difficult for me to have to
To all this rude crude verbal
But I manage 'cause I'm a savage
I may listen to greatest hits
And try to my hissy fits with pride
Won't get my dyed
But oh the onus of all the time
I don't say, "die motherfucker!"
But I wouldn't if you did
Sometimes even the girl's ego has to override the id
And so before I my lid my crib
And get myself out of this
You can hear what's on my but you don't know
What's in my

I'm for the mess
The stupid way I'm
I guess I my test
Oh don't you know I'm for my views
I musta confused
And yet you that really I'm sorry for you

I'm for you I'm sorry for you
I'm