I′m not one to cause a scene
But I'm telling you know that it′s
Gotta be up and out the door by
You'd better hope that you don't
And your Queen compilation
Cos I′ve got nothing against Freddy Mercury.
Just as much as the next drop
But I think of my neighbours
Oh especially on a weeknight
Cos I've considered what I could do to you
To release my frustrations
Put them physically towards you
And then smash up your Mazda
Put a brick through your window
Stand there and laugh at ya
I′ve planned these things
Maybe I'd hire a hit man so you′ll wind up dead.
I'll take a few of my mates
To give you a good talking to
And scare the shit out of you
But I forget this ain′t Chicago
Were just 2 civilised people