Helmet Diet Aftertaste
You're everything you want to be
Accomplished, gracious and great company
It makes perfect sense, you're never hated
But then, appearances are overrated
You speak the language everyone knows
You take over when the conversation slows
Another self made luminary
Or maybe just the f..ckin' tooth fairy
Well I'd send that brain you ration
To feed the smallest starving nation
But diet aftertaste is rude
And I can't digest a single word
Well I'd send that brain you ration
To feed the smallest starving nation
But diet aftertaste is rude
And I can't digest a single word
