Those resourceful romeos have all revealed

You're the juliet who couldn't be genteel

All the parents looked askance with much displeasure

As you dared to dance off with their little treasures

And the teachers who preached anguish and abstention

Treated you with distant condescension

Patronised your youthful indignation

With their idiotic indoctrination

Then gave you bad grades just for being clever

And you're qualified to be in debt for ever

And you'll wonder what you did

And you'll think you don't deserve it

When the bad things, bad things

When all the bad things in your life turn to worth it



All the candidates who claim to know your fears

Shit silence like it's verbal diarrhoea

Imply that your suggestions are so tired

Like they aspired to something higher

They gonna sack you when you give them the wrong answers

Or for failing to respond to his advances

And you're faced with a senator's enquiry

Sequestering your private life in diaries

Those wretched romeos now politicians

Telling all the truth but with omissions

And you'll think that you've been blessed

And you thought that you were cursed

When all the bad things, bad things

When all the bad things in your life turn to worth it



The pages fly, the calendar gets thinner

Springs turns into summer into winter

Preachers will illuminate their candles

On romeos with trousers round their ankles



The politicians surrender to indictment

The teachers sacked for lack of excitement

But these are not the reasons you endure

Revenge could never please a heart so pure

You thought your reward would be in heaven

Or a day job at the 7-11

While everyone arou