You're your own worst enemyYou're a walking catastropheYou get up every morning on the wrong side of the bedYou butter your handinstead of the breadDrink enough coffee to wake the dead.You're doing 85 and the light is turning redThe judge took your license and forbid you to driveAnd your heart is pumping bacon and you're barely aliveYou're your own worst enemyYou're a walking catastropheYou're at war with yourself and nobody elseYou're a danger. You're a dangerYou trip on your shoelace and fall on your faceYour hair is a mess, your clothes a disgraceYour stocks went south and your girlfriend is gayYour dog ate your cat and that was your good dayYou're your own worst enemyYou're a walking catastropheYou're at war with yourself and nobody elseYou're a dangerYou're your own worst enemyYou're a walking catastropheYou're at war with yourself and nobody elseYou're a dangerYou're a dangerTo every strangerYou're a messYes, yes
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