Capitalizing From Plump Mistakes Lyrics - Guttermouth

Foolish thing to ponder, a more foolish thing to do 

I'm pretty fuckin' glad that I'm not you 

I know she was expecting, ah, we'd get married anyway 

A house, nice cars, ten credit cards, she's never worked a day 

He slaves his fucking ass off to support his rotund wife 

He's lost his own identity for the remainder of his life 

His fourteen-year old daughter has her third kid on the way 

Collect some life insurance is a message I convey 

Kids are screaming 

wife is nagging 

Dog is barking 

He had to burn it down 

Strike the match 

Dead bolt that latch 

Gone in a flash 

Burn it down 

He's like a soulless being, like a hamster on a wheel 

As soon as you tied that knot that cage was made of steel 

I'll enroll myself in Weight-Watchers or, maybe, join a gym 

What about that thousand-dollar treadmill that you bought on a whim? 

He slaves his fucking ass off to support his rotund wife 

He's lost his own identity for the remainder of his life 

His fourteen-year old daughter has her third kid on the way 

Collect some life insurance is a message I convey 

The kids are screaming 

The wife is nagging 

The dog is barking 

He had to burn it down 

Strike the match 

Dead bolt that latch 

Gone in a flash 

Burn it down 

The kids are screaming 

The wife is nagging 

The dog is barking 

He had to burn it down 

Strike the match 

Then pull that latch 

Gone in a flash 

Burn it down 

Fourteen-year old daughter has her third kid on the way 

Collect some life insurance is a message I convey