The Critic

What's next for Jeff Spicoli?
Oh, I'm heading over to Australia
Then the Hawaiian internationals
Then me and Mick are gonna wing on
Over to London and jam with the Stones
You guys are invited too

Contemplation
Revelation
You're trying to bury us with your hatred
That's what you see when you think us up
So stop eating that shit
We're gonna feed you now
I can't believe that you think you're right
When everything that you say comes from out of spite
So keep blaming all that shit you wrote
Say it again and again and again
I'm gonna slit your throat
You're not the only one alone here
I see names without faces
And the faces hide in fear

Have you felt humility
Insanity
It'll drive you crazy
So, hey, you big critic
Come and get it
You wanted vengeance, well, just get it
Out into the world with the same goals
And it's shameful
You should be hiding your face now
You'll take a swim and you'll take a dive
And when you're found face down will you be alive

You think that you can be heard
In your own little world
Think that you have the time
To be writing these lies
You think that you can be heard
In your own little world
Think that you have the time
To be writing these lies
You think that you can be heard
In your own little world
Think that you have the time
To be writing these lies
You think that you can be heard
In your own little world
Think that you have the time
To be writing these lies

Can you hold your face up
So I can see your smile

Contemplation
Revelation
You're trying to bury us with your hatred
That's what you see when you think us up
So stop eating that shit
We're gonna feed you now

Have you felt humility
Insanity
It'll drive you crazy
You'll take a swim and you'll take a dive
And when you're found face down will you be alive

Can you, will you keep it down
Can you, will you keep it down
Can you, will you keep it down
Can you, will you keep it down
Yeah

I can see why you're jealous now
The light shine on us
And your lights shut down
And it's rich you breathe
As we take stage
And your mouth is a 12 gauge
Why don't you pull the trigger
Or shut up before your head gets bigger
I think it's time for you to come clean
So come clean
Before your epiglottis will creep
This song reeks of slaves
And I'm talking to you
(What are you feeling about?)
And I'm talking to you
(What are you feeling about?)
The tragedy comes first
(What are you feeling about?)
Because no one came near
(What are you feeling about?)
And I'm talking to you
(What are you feeling about?)
And I'm talking to you
(What are you feeling about?)
The tragedy comes first
(What are you feeling about?)
Because no one came near