Passionate about the sound Not enough mid-frequencies are to be found Passionate about the song Chords too obvious, coda sounds overlong Passionate about the words Rubs his head and goes like what’s that I’ve just heard Gotta have the allergy To this ruthless waste of human energy
Why can’t Max just relax?
Passionate about the school Sponsored the construction of the swimming pool Passionate about the war Says we’ve learnt the whole curriculum of gore Passionate about the food Swears the GM sausages will do no good Gotta have the odium To this kind of sappy lifelong tedium
Why can’t Max just relax?
Passionate about the club Dreams of lifting high the football Super Cup Passionate about the girls Picks a date depending on the depth of curls Passionate about his creed Would not sacrifice his principles indeed Gotta have the reverence For this lack of elemental relevance
Why can’t Max just relax?
Passionate about his wife Prone to use his fists in the internal strife Passionate about his kids Like a jealous sower following his seeds Passionate about his death Got his schedule done until the final breath Gotta have a charity For this flabbergasting insularity