Feetlips, why do you do that way?nYou know you’ll have to paynFor you’re making us nauseousnnFeetlips, you know today’s the daynYou turn the other waynAnd you eat your galoshesnnYou thought Somepeople was a tragic namenHe was the easiest one to blamenHis weather, systems tempered and tamenTill you catch wind of…nnFeetlips, you’re so brashnWaltzing around talking your trashnNo, you haven’t been drinkingnYou just talk without thinkingnIt’s what got you this farnBut it’s not worth one dollarnNo it’s not worth a boynQuiet… quiet… quiet… quiet…nQuiet... quiet... quiet...nnFeetlips, why do younDo that waynYou know you’llnHave to pay…nnFeetlips