A Halo Called Fred Please Stop Kicking My Head
I'm sure you don't realize that it hurts, but it's my head and you keep kicking it, and that's the crazy way my body works
I'm sure you can't comprehend my pain, but I'm beginning to lose consciousness from the hemorrhaging inside my brain
Though I fear permanent injury, I feel that I must compliment the skill you've mastered causing pain upon my cranium, you bastard
Yesterday was a daydream half as good as present time but for the fact that you keep kicking me and my head keeps on exuding slime
Things are going quite well
The sun is blue
The clouds exonerate the inconsistent metaphor that shakes the ground I'm standing on
Arrange your thoughts again my friend
Think it through
Reconsider this:
My brain's been hit
Red droplets spew
Stop ruining my day, you shit head
At the risk of sounding obdurate, you're doing such a super job
I think I'd rather have a truck race on my head instead, you f..ck face
You don't cut it out, I'll soon be dead to rights damn certain that you suck
'Cause it's my head