Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah

I'm sitting on the sofa, picking my toenails

Watching television Rambo three is on, oh boy

You come into the room, I think you might be talking

Your lips are moving quite a lot so you probably are

I think you might have just said "are you even listening"

So I nod reflexively, then you say to me

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah (x3)

You lazy little turd

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah (x3)

Have you even heard a word?

I say "what?" and you say "what did I just ask you?"

Which surprisingly I hear quite clearly and I haven't got a clue

I say "is this about the garbage?" You say "no, I put it out cause you never would"

I say, "that's good, "˜cause I hate doing the garbage"

You stand in front of me, I can feel your spit

You yell listen up baby, "˜cause this is it, and you say

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah (x3)

I'm moving to my sisters

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah (x3)

Then I notice I've got a blister"¦ on my toe"¦ the big one"¦ maybe I should pop it

And three weeks later, I notice you are gone

Two months after that I get something from your lawyer

Three weeks after that I notice you are gone

That's when I remember that something from your lawyer, I try to read it, but it just says

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah (x3)

Furthermore and hereunto

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah (x3)

Enough of that, I'd rather sing a fugue

FUGUE