Dim wit, two bit
Got a knack for hating it.
You can't touch me
Bleary eyed would be.
I can't take it!
Stake a try or just quit.
You got the guts
So where's your glory?
In your face
What's your story?
I been wading
Deep in gory
But you, you
Split the pea.
Grateful, hateful
Boohoo full of bull.
Cliche so spit
Up away or throw a fit.
Ignorance your bliss
Arrogant mind miss.
You got the guts
So where's your glory?
In your face
What's your story?
I been wading
Deep in gory
But you, you
Split the pea.
Can you see under your
Cataract catastrophe?
Would you be above your
Ambience of dignity?
Umpteen, dump tree
Cadillac of atrophy.
Seems you can't sit
Maybe just the pain of it.
Anthem man's thumb
On your head and then some.
You got the guts
So where's your glory?
In your face
What's your story?
I been wading
Deep in gory
But you, you
Split the pea.
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Not gonna tell ya what it means....noooooope not gonna do it 
Written October 27th, 2005
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I love the snappy, snotty flow of this! I hope you will record it so I can download and listen. Great work, once again, Thistle!
Sheryl -
It is always great fun when things just come together. This was one of those fun things
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I like it, great flow, rhythm, and rhyming! I have those days too, the rhythm days, its just in the blood
good luck in the contest
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Lol, this is one of those days I woke up with music pounding in my head.
Don't need a radio
No, no
Cuz the voices are singing in harmony
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Aww come on tell me...lol! This is perfect, it's ambiguous, it has perfect rhyme and meter, and its very catchy. You're new on my list of favorite lyricists.
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