Stupid Preoccupations Songtext / Lyric

I am sick of you

Expecting me to do

All those puny ingratiations

You know I am a terrible patient



I am barely alive

Ever since my daddy died

And I've been searching for my own little babies

To misbehave and betray me



I tie one onto all the others

And say a soggy toast to all my drunken brothers






They've got organizations of a people

Like me with stupid preoccupations

Stupid preoccupations

Stupid preoccupations



We know y'all are all innocent

I'm just bitching at your expense

And the price for cockiness is worth swiping

Yes, it's primal griping



Yes, I am nearly reformed

So don't say that you weren't warned

'Cause when I break into that smile that is aching

It may be too ugly to look on



Hallelujah for the ghosties

And all those scary monsters under the boiling seas



They've got organizations of a people

Like me with stupid preoccupation

Stupid preoccupations

Stupid preoccupations