Happy For The Box

He's on
The cutting edge with a menu so refined and a bird on his T-shirt
He's buying flavours always and passing them for free, the natives
In the dirt

I'm happy for the box
His guitar almost tux
But I can't hear it very well

He's often seen in a rain coat yammer at his employers and women up
The gazette
He's says he'll laugh in a photograph and shave his perfect stubble
But that's probably just a threat

I'm happy for the box
His guitar always tux
But I can't hear it very well

He's mixing up a salad for the solid ... and washed it up with
Ragest dust
Well he's just like Mr. everybody thinking ... and sharing all the
Crust

And no one shoots him with a spark plug
No one laughs at his name
Cause he's doing exactly what he must

I'm happy for the box
His guitar almost always tux
But I can't hear it very well
No i can't hear it very well
No I can't hear it very well