Paroles: Smog. Julius Caesar. Stick In The Mud.

There's nothin' I'd rather see
Than for you to fail
There's nothin' I'd rather see
Than for you to fail
And where is the beauty
That I once had?
Where is the beauty
That I had once?

I feel like I'm becoming a stick in the mud
I feel like I'm becoming a Lou Reed - Mistrial stick in the mud

There's nothin' I'd rather see
Than for you to fail
And where is the beauty
That I once had?
Where is the beauty
I had just once?
I hate songs with questions in them
I feel like I'm becoming a stick in the mud
I feel like I'm becoming a Lou Reed - Mistrial in the mud