You are drawn to scalenPaper thin, mute and frailnand I dont find that funny at allnYou've got friends in jailnAwaiting refills awaiting bailnbeyond the bar shouts Last Call!nI've been mad beforenYou are always borednwhen theyre kicking down our doorsnhow can they be so foolish?nyou are drawn to scalenon a postage stamp in the mailnand i dont find that funny at allnYou've got friends in jailnAwaiting refills awaiting bailnbeyond the bar shouts Last Call!nI've been mad beforenYou are always borednwhen theyre busting down our doorsnhow can they be so foolish?nI've been mad beforenYou are always borednwhen they're kicking down our doorsnhow can they be so foolish?