Ain’t It Nice

I feel like a bluebottle fly
Looking down, multi-faceted eye
From the wall as you slip and you slide

Ain't it nice, people on ice
I think that I know what to say
But you people just get in the way
But I know that I like what I play

Ain't it strange, feel like a change
Then somebody comes and smiles at me
And I can't feel bad at all
Half a bottle of tequila later
And I'm sliding down the wall

It appears through a hole in the sky
Something new that makes us feel high
Stops a smile from becoming a sigh

Ain't it sweet, people are neat
Thеn somebody throws a brick at me
And it hits me in thе face
Half an hour lying on my back
Staring blankly into space

I wish the world would jump in a hole
And leave me on my own
Don't need no refrigerators
No heaters or no phones

I feel like a bluebottle fly
Looking up, a multi-faceted eye
From the floor as you slip and you slide

Ain't it nice, talking to lice
Then somebody comes and picks me up
And they put me in a jar
It appears that I'm very rare
They're gonna make me be a star

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