The Wombats - Shock Goodbyes And P45s

It's the sociopaths that scare me
Not the fall of my local bank
At least they're only burning money
They won't be laughing as they're chopping off my hands

One day I'll learn to box clever
And beat the past back in its place
I'll never get rid of this false endeavor
But I'll wipe the grin off its dirty little face
I'll wipe the grin off its dirty little face

Why wait till the summertime
Just to say goodbye
You're so infuriating
Why wait till the summertime
To hand me a p45
Was I that infuriating?
Was I that infuriating?

God knows that I don't hate you
But one day I must learn how to
The next I'll learn exactly how to put up a fight

It's not the Illuminati that scares me
It's the people further down in the ranks
The creatures like you that are so controlling
As to lead a God fearing boy up the devils path
Why would you lead a God fearing boy up the devil's path

Why wait till the summertime
Just to say goodbye
You're so infuriating
Why wait till the summertime
To deflate my legal high
Was I that infuriating?
Was I that infuriating?

One day I'll learn how to box clever
And beat the wrong doers away
I wear no mask or tight polyester
But you can rest assure that I'm on a little caped crusade
You can rest assure that I'm on a little caped crusade

Why wait till the summertime
Just to say goodbye
You're so infuriating
Why wait till the summertime
To hand me a p45
Was I that infuriating?
Was I that infuriating?

God knows that I don't hate you
But one day I must learn how to
The next I'll learn exactly how to put up a fight