hey mister don t point at me you spout rhetoric nonsense like a pavlovian model responding to questions hey teacher arrogance is bliss you spend your time turning water into life as if you were god s foreman is it any wonder things seem so awry we swim in sea of confusion and don t have to think to survive so nobody listens hey recluse don t shout at me you proclaim yourself expert by extension of the methods detailed in your magazines hey downer don t prey on me we ve all got bum raps that torment us day to day that we hoist on our own shoulders is it any wonder people pass you by your plea for understanding is heard as desperate lies so nobody listens i can t help you i can t help you i can t help you i can t help you now is it any wonder things are so inane so many quests for compassion are just for someone s personal gain so nobody listens nobody listens to you